I WAS A HUMAN ☆ o, snowmen

[redvox.]

REDVOX "VINNY" ABRAMO - cis male - goat-bat hybrid - harbinger

Unfortunately for Vinny, he did not have the same affinity for and control over fire that Aslisk had. Although honestly, calling it "control" was a bit of a stretch, considering she seemed only able to produce it on certain areas of her body. Vin couldn't say that he was particularly distraught that Aslisk couldn't produce more flames than that, since it already gave him enough anxiety just to see her walking around and melting everything around her in her current state. He knew that she wasn't doing it intentionally – or at the very least, she wasn't entirely trying to be malicious – but he couldn't help the way that his pyrophobia made his muscles tense as she approached, watching the snow around her reduce to nothing more than puddles. It was almost as if her flames gave him more of a chill than the snow around them did, however ridiculous that sounded. Still, Vox was determined not to freak out at just one of the other members walking up to him, so he took a deep breath inward through his pointed nose, forcing himself to relax before he gave Aslisk a pointy smile. It was, at the very least, nice to see her out and about without her yelling at him somehow, or being pissed off at someone else. Perhaps the fire had mellowed her out somewhat, since in technicality she had gotten what she wanted, even if Redvox still very much doubted that she had gotten her elementals as a result of setting herself aflame.

The harbinger nodded firmly when Aslisk repeated the term "snowman" back at him thoughtfully, lifting up his wings to proudly gesture at the example he had made, glancing warily at it as if Aslisk was about to melt it soon. He was unaware of the fact that Aslisk had never truly had a chance to experience winter or its unique experiences before, since he had gotten so used to winter just being a natural part of life. He had spent many of his days as a kit frolicking through the snow, drenching his pelt and tossing the white material up everywhere around him in an attempt to celebrate. His mother and father had always fondly admonished him for doing such a thing, and he had always ended up wrapped firmly in towels or blankets afterwards, but he had still enjoyed himself. Hell, he had even tried to make snowmen a couple of times while he was a kit, but they had never come out as well as the one that he currently possessed as an example, mainly due to the fact that he had been working with clumsy paws, rather than large and careful clawed wings. His wings were far better for rolling the snow together in one large ball, rather than a clumsy pile, and plus his new height made it so that decorating the snowman in different little articles of clothing was much easier, and more efficient. While he was off daydreaming, Aslisk seemed to be contemplating her options, before she let out a little hum of amusement and curiosity. He chuckled when she admitted that she wasn't really the best to deal with snow right now, and shrugged a little, saying softly, "Don't worry 'bout it. Not like there won't be more snow soon enough. Plus, s'not like this is a competition, so if y'snowman is a lil melted, it's not that big'a deal." Which was all pretty much true. The snow storms had been coming in more and more often lately to ravage the usually green territory and cover it with white, so they'd probably have a limitless supply of the stuff to enjoy until the season was over.