Comin' Round the Mountain {Seasonal Thread} [Open!]

Kalt knelt down in the snow, putting his hands on the wooden runners of the sled. He had whipped up the little sled as a cart to be easily pulled through the snow, but using his magic to turn the wooden runners into steel made it a lot sturdier. That way he didn’t have to constantly check to make sure a sharp stone or something didn’t break the little cart.    He hitched the sled onto Kysma, receiving an unimpressed glance from the unicorn. ”Don’t bitch about it,” he muttered to her, getting a snort in response. He bent down to try to put handmade snowshoes on her, but earned a sharp jab from her spiraled horn. The snowshoes he conceded on, tossing them into the sled in and stepping onto the foot boards. Taking hold of the reins and the handlebar, he spurred her on towards the woodlands.    Drawing closer to the snowy woods, Kalt slowed the unicorn’s easy trot and stepped off of the sled. He turned his wrist, and from a black bracelet emerged an ebony sword with the faintest violet glow. The man walked with Kysma beside him and reached up, taking hold of a branch and moving the sword through the wood with a single swift and fluid motion, severing the branch effortlessly.    Settling on the edge of the sled, the man cut through the branch several times, stacking the pieces on the cargo bed of the sled, then repeating the action with another branch.