Moonspear The Pale Skier

The sound of giggling and laughter drew Lyra in from her wandering, ensnaring her curiousity. At first, she thought it was one of her younger sisters but, as she neared the source, she realised who exactly it was. She paused at length, observing her pale coated sibling as she slid around on the frozen surface of a small lake. Lyra spent so much time in the upper reaches of Moonspear she forgot such places existed further down.

She blinked as Korei fell onto her stomach, but the girl simply laughed it off and got up again. Nothing could get her down, that was for sure. Lyra was still ambivalent of their sister. She didn't hate her, but did not exactly like her, either. Still, it had been a while since the two had spoken, and so Lyra strode to the edges of the lake with a small smile. "Having fun?" she called sincerely with a tilt of her head.