Kamaria
Kamaria watches as the small snowman is crafted. The snow here seems to mold quite easily - as if it were clay. With her heavily-gloved hands, she attempts to create another, littler, snowman next to her father's as they talk.
Her eyes brighten and she smiles broadly up at Sunjata. "I can get some seeds and shovels for when it's ready. I'll be a biiig help!" She promises, as she turns back to pad down the base of her snowman.
"Sounds gross," she comments about the sugary carrots, sticking her tongue out in emphasis. Sugar is for things like cookies or candy, not.. vegetables! She's attempting the top of the snowman now, but the head promptly falls off. Much to her surprise, however, it suddenly reshapes and returns. She huffs out a small giggle, breath clouding in the air in front of her.
She grabs a nearby twig and sticks it on one side of their new little friend, as an arm. "Red berries, blue berries.. blackberries! And really pretty flowers." She looks up at Sunjata more directly and asks with a hopeful smile, "What kind of flowers do you like?"
Her eyes brighten and she smiles broadly up at Sunjata. "I can get some seeds and shovels for when it's ready. I'll be a biiig help!" She promises, as she turns back to pad down the base of her snowman.
"Sounds gross," she comments about the sugary carrots, sticking her tongue out in emphasis. Sugar is for things like cookies or candy, not.. vegetables! She's attempting the top of the snowman now, but the head promptly falls off. Much to her surprise, however, it suddenly reshapes and returns. She huffs out a small giggle, breath clouding in the air in front of her.
She grabs a nearby twig and sticks it on one side of their new little friend, as an arm. "Red berries, blue berries.. blackberries! And really pretty flowers." She looks up at Sunjata more directly and asks with a hopeful smile, "What kind of flowers do you like?"
what's coming is better than what is gone
