Kay Faraday scooped up a pile of snow into her gloved hands, pressing it firmly against the snowman she was building. Moulding a medium-sized shape and placing it on the snowman's head, Kay stepped back for a moment and admired her handiwork, little snowflakes dropping to the ground beneath her.
Oh yeah! This'll be awesome!
Kneeling down, she immediately felt the cold of the snow pierce against her bare legs, instantly regretting wearing her normal Yatagarasu attire and a large, fluffy coat over it. Shaping the snowman's limbs, Kay remembered what she used to do with her father when she was but a young child; Byrne and herself used to create snow figures and see who would take the longest. Byrne always finished first but, out of the kindness of his heart, told Kay each time that hers was the best by far.
With this memory in mind, Kay pushed on her hard labour, continuing to create large fragments of the snowman and tracing her finger in the snow to create patterns and detail. Her eyes fixated on the snowman, it took five more minutes for her to finish her masterpiece, beaming as she did so.
Kay stood up and took a final, proud look at her snow version of the Jammin' Ninja with her hands on her hips and her eyes sparkling.