Winter remained absolutely still, watching patently as the human come out of the house. This was seemed strange, as a dragon Winter noticed things and saw things most humans did not, the air tingled with magic this made him nervous and bit curious at the same. He was especially sensitive to seeing auras this human was different than most, he of course watched from a great distance but this ones was really different... she could almost glow in the dark suddenly it occurred to him that she was weaving magic! The young dragon tilted his head to the side, watching the snow part below, this changed things and he began to wonder about finding another barn to steal horse from... but still he was curious now, he had never seen a human do this before.<br/><br/>Once she entered into the barn, Winter shifted and the snow fell away from his long graceful lithy frame so that the sunlight sparkled of pearly white scales as he extended his long slender swan like neck up into the air... suddenly the strange woman came back out side.<br/><br/>“Look there is nothing out here that will hurt you.”<br/><br/>Winter paused, his hungry blue glacial eyes suddenly faded to a curious yellow, glowing like twin bright harvest moons as he swelled up and he partially extended his massive wings his chest taking a powerful and majestic pose from his perch on the barn roof. If the horses weren't spooked already they were definitely Seeing the woman back up intrigued him further, was she frightened of him?  Winter's long sharp claws of his front and back legs sank into the wood barn as he climbed downward gracing the entry with his magnificent presence.  If the horses had been spooked already, they were definitely not happy now with the dragon standing in the door way. However Winter was more curious than he was hungry now, he had never actually seen inside a human building before. White mist flooded out of his nostrils, unlike fire dragons, he wintery breath was not deadly....at least not on large warm blooded animals. He couldn't exactly freeze them into a solid ice cube, perhaps some of the ancient frost dragons might be able to but he had never met any yet.<br/><br/>But his wintery breath could send most warm blooded creatures into a state of thermal shock or even hypothermia quite easily... which was lethal enough if untreated by warm fire blankets, and hot chocolate.... It was essentially much like getting blasted with liquid nitrogen, he could freeze trees and metal other objects until they shattered like glass, but large warm blooded creatures were relatively unarmed as long as they didn't take a full on blast and then possibly they would only be given a bit of uncomfortable freezer burn to any exposed skin, turning red and raw for a day or so...but as long the victim didn't pass out from shock and got warm right away they would completely be fine victim....which needless to say, the same attack from a fire breather the victim wouldn't be so fortunate, luckily fire breathers didn't start breathing fire until they were fully mature by that time they usually quite tame...usually.<br/><br/>Winter paused, watching the woman curiously as she retreated but he made absolutely no movement to go through the large door way. The building was alien to him and it actually scared him a little.<br/><br/>The young dragon hissed agitatedly as he slowly strutted about, flexing his wings, small show of intimidation commonly used by dragons that wanted to appear much bigger than they were. White mist billowed from his nostril as he craned his long neck and  peaked into the barn glancing at the woman and then at the tasty horses just out of his reach... his focus shifted downward to the huskies...those were tasty too and he would snatch one in a heartbeat if they go close enough..... his yellow blinked and he swiveled his had back around looking at Cara, craning his long neck as far he could inside the barn without physically stepping inside. He wouldn't try to eat Cara, no she just made him curious was all, humans normally didn't taste all that good anyway<br/><br/>.... BUT IF  she got too close....<br/><br/>Well he would let out such a terrible wintery blast that she would likely be thrown backwards by sure force of the wind and given the worst chills she had ever experienced in her life....probably the equivalent to jumping into a hole cut into a frozen lake at negative twenty below... which could quite dangerous out in the middle of no place, provided their was no fire, hot blankets or hot chocolate to warm back up within the next three to five minutes.