As Kiki and Draculaura trudged through what had become snow, a familiar shadow could be seen through the snow.
"Who is that, Kiki?" Draculaura clung to her arm.
"A snow woman," Kiki explained. "And I think I know who..."
The figure stepped out of her cloudy curtain of snow to reveal a ghoul with deadly pale skin, silver hair, and ice blue eyes. The daughter of the Spirit of Winter.
"Winter S.!" Kiki called out, a bit angrily.
"Hello." Winter smirked.
"Extinguish this storm at once, Draculaura and I must get home." She demanded.
"Oh, but I wanna have a little fun." Winter raised her hand, forming a snowball in it. The melting snow drops glistened on her frosty blue finger nails.
"We don't want your tricks!" Draculaura cried.
"Well, well, who is this?" Winter smiled and strode over to Draculaura, wrapping her striped sleeve around her. Draculaura whined in response.
"Get off of her!" Kiki growled, pushing Winter. "Before she bites you!"
Winter chuckled. "Foolish girl, I know Draculaua's a vegan."
"Yeah, but I'm not!" She roared, tackling the pale skinned girl.
Draculaura shrieked. "Kiki!"
Kiki ignored her, sinking her canine fangs into Winter's neck, but quickly recoiled.
"You really are cold-blooded!"
Winter pushed her off. "That's right, you hairless werewolf! I'm no goat! Ugh, I will be back!" She crawled away into her storm, and disapeared with it.
Kiki got up, heaving and looked at Draculaura, who looked at the chupacabra like she was a monster.
"Kiki.."
"Draculara, I'm.."
Draculaura shook her head and turned around, running.
Kiki reached out. "Draculaura, wait!"