Sun Mote Copse Giants shifting in their graves

If you didn't think about all of the potential crushing (which, why would you in a hypothetical?) Wraen's idea did sound pretty fun!  Just one big giant slide.  She laughed breathlessly as she pulled herself up another level, feeling winded for sure trying to get her... bulky... self up.

OH, what?  Maia peered down, her eyes widening as her paws slipped briefly on a patch of ice, but her claws caught hold.  Whew.  She poked her head over the edge and looked at what Wraen was looking at, but she couldn't make out more than a blob.  She pulled a face anyway.  Ewww, no thanks.  Besides, she added, a little smug teasing in her voice.  I already found a prince, no frog required.  Once a whole lot cuter than that one.  She giggled, pulling back without elaborating and pushing a small amount of snow off to hopefully land on her sister below.