And almost right after they had let the sight being engraved into their memories started the three fillies to play around in the snow. Sometimes as rough as the babies of a griffin. But because of the snow being as soft as it was it never hurt any of the three that much. They all giggled and laughed like the best of friends they were and after they were exhausted to the bone from the playing, they all laid down in the snow. The three laid down in a circle formation with their eyes towards the skies. But the air being less dense above the clouds, all three of them suffered from it a bit.