Golden Glade fight me off like a firefighter

With her mother confirming that snow was indeed good, Rose continued in her challenge at trying to save the little flurries. Even if she couldn't save all of them, the young princess figured some were better than none. She didn't quite understand by what her mother meant when mentioning that it would be here for a while, but she assumed whatever her mother had said was a good thing.

"Snow pretty" she said while prancing over to her mother. The way it gracefully fell from the sky wasn't anything like the noisy rain. This was completely beauty and the russet girl was captivated by it.