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With a flick of her wings the mare used the force to help her run forward into some of the now drifts that littered the meadow she was currently residing in. The snow flew up and fell around her in large heaps and she tossed her raven hair behind her as she did so and kicked up some more snow with her wings and claws.

She was very much loving this winter weather and didn't want it to end, even if it made gathering a little trickier. At least her first winter was going pretty well, in her mind any way. Slowing down she did a little dance in the field and looked around at all the places she had run and gave a small smile. She hoped her nephews were having this much fun with the snow as well. It was their first winter too. She'd have to go home and visit them soon.

Taking a moment she looked around and didn't see anyone so she lowered herself to the ground, tucked her wings tight to her body, and then rolled onto her back and kicked up a bunch of snow with her wings by opening and closing them in a sweeping motion. It was her form of a snow angel. She had heard that was what the humans called them. Rolling back over she stood up to look at her work and cocked her head. It didn't look like much but she figured it would do.

However her attention was stolen when a rather colorful male came into view. He was very proud, that much she could tell by the way he carried himself, or at least confident. She wasn't sure of much besides the fact he looked like he cared about himself at least. Which was good.

She however didn't care too much. She just wasn't the type to care about her looks, but to each their own. She was going to wait to see if he noticed her.

"Guys are just falling for me now aren't they?" She was trying to make a joke but wasn't sure it was a good one? She was never good at such things and she stifled a laugh at the sight that unfolded before her but made sure to not laugh at him right out. She watched as he became suddenly aware of her presence and she gave him a broad smile. "What? Oh, no. I purposely am down here actually." She said rolling over and getting up so she could talk to him properly.

"I'm Morrigan. What is your name?" She asked the colorful stallion that had been so graceful moments before his 'fall'. "You're not hurt are you? It looked like that could have been potentially painful."