Snow Festival

[Ashleg]

Mixy balanced on the ice, occasionally slipping and having to throw her arms out to the sides to keep balance.
She was young, a teenager, and had ventured away from her Abbey with a few friends to go enjoy the weather.
Besides, Abbot Litho would never know!
He'd said that the feasting and party games began at sunfall.
She still had some time.
Laughing, the white hare moved and fell on her tailscut, going down in a flurry of blue dress and scarf.

"Careful!" Her friend gasped.
"M-maybe we should go home. In case the ice breaks."

Mixy grinned and raised an eyebrow at the young mouse, scooting back to her paws.
"I'm not heavy enough to break the ice, and if I was, surely somebeast would hear us? The stream isn't that far off from the Abbey..."

OOC-
If anyone wants to improv as a friend of hers, go ahead (to those of you that already were accepted...so Groddy and maybe Sagey.))