The day had started out perfectly normal for Winter, she'd been stalking about the streets at night until the morning came and had continued to do so as the sun rose, however something in the air told her something today was different. She couldn't tell exactly but whatever it was people did seem to be a little more lively than usual, Winter caught a butcher she'd seen grumbling about young people being a waste of time a few days ago chatting lively to a small child whilst his mother picked out some meat. Curious.

The arctic angel never mingled with other people so she had no knowledge of the way any race of people would act at any time of the year, despite having been wandering all across the place for nearly ten years. She suddenly stopped where she was and found herself gazing at her feet. It had almost been ten years ago when it happened, no matter how long she'd been traveling and how many times she'd lost track of time she'd always realize once a year had passed.

One of her pale hands tightened itself into a fist and shook, however she showed no other signs of her sudden realization beyond that. She heaved and sigh and carried on, she would reminisce when the time came and not before. She couldn't quiet shake the fact though and the idea of another year going by haunted her as though the whole incident had never taken place in the first place, as though time was teasing her into forgetting all about it.

The streets were still crowded and Winter was getting tired of having to weave in and out of the people in the street, it wasn't easy when you stood out like a sore thumb, or a horse in a herd of deer. Winter had been growing increasingly tired with people staring at her and her odd appearance, she'd liked it better when she'd been on her own with nobody around to bother her. A scuffle sound caught her ears and she paused to look behind her; an elderly man was picking up a few bags of some sort, having slipped over or fallen down. Winter brushed this aside, however she began to suspect that someone was following her.

Captain InSaNo had finaly met another place he hasnt been at in a while. Being a cold time of year he fit quite in whith his cold heart. Once again he felt it was a time to add some color to the snow. Nobody to realy play with in the wild when its cold outside. People always wanting to stay warm to survive. InSaNo laughed inside people having to worry about surviving. To truely live you have to be strong and not worry about surviving you have to be the cause of the worry to realy have fun.

Then as he was walking down the street he caught a glimps of something or someone that also wasnt from here. So he wanted to watch it and understand the prey and in due time the time to attack will be perfect.

InSaNo watches her intently watching her movement to possibly see how she moves to attack. See if she also is just here to color the snow. her intentions everything to observe. As InSaNo was in the middle of thought he rand into someone. He was about to draw his sword when he seen her starting to look back so he ran to the side knocking the man down. Knocking his croceries everywhere.

When the guy watched InSaNo run. InSaNo glared at him fangs pulled out and everything hopeing the guy would get the picture of if he would give it away that would be the last thing he would ever do.