It wasn't easy finding memory snow that hadn't taken a shape yet, but Tal had hunted high and low until he'd gathered enough into his Bag of Holding to suffice for his project.
There was a little park not far from the palace, ringed with evergreens to make a nice, peaceful spot within the bustling city. There were a few benches and a fountain sculpted out of ice that never melted with a few little walking paths around it.
Tal plopped down on the snow near one of the benches, setting his bag beside him and positioning the little hand-pulled sled in front. The ice-pale dragon who was often at his side had her head in the snow nearby, following the scent trail of something while her broad head worked like an impromptu shovel, leaving a furrow in her wake.
The red-furred dog who led his team was sitting prim and proper beside the sled, her head cocked curiously at Tal as he started digging snow out of the bag and piling it onto the sled, a downright gleeful smirk on his face as he began to get to work in shaping it.
Cordelia
There was a little park not far from the palace, ringed with evergreens to make a nice, peaceful spot within the bustling city. There were a few benches and a fountain sculpted out of ice that never melted with a few little walking paths around it.
Tal plopped down on the snow near one of the benches, setting his bag beside him and positioning the little hand-pulled sled in front. The ice-pale dragon who was often at his side had her head in the snow nearby, following the scent trail of something while her broad head worked like an impromptu shovel, leaving a furrow in her wake.
The red-furred dog who led his team was sitting prim and proper beside the sled, her head cocked curiously at Tal as he started digging snow out of the bag and piling it onto the sled, a downright gleeful smirk on his face as he began to get to work in shaping it.
Cordelia
