<div class="floatright">(http://img10.deviantart.net/b8ca/i/2016/291/c/d/oc_commission__katherine_by_blackmyst-dalgq6j.png)</div><br/>A glimpse of the tour guide's efforts gave Frost Kitten a smile. She did such a good job that they as heroes really had not room to fail now. Not that they were gonna.<br/><br/>Nissa's dives gave her time, so much time, probably several panels if not a whole page? Busied by the feathered ally, Green Briar had no time to grow new plants. Frost Kitten frozze the web of frozen greenery brittle stiff, crashing through the layers until there were none. She jumped through the shatters of ice.<strong>"So, you weren't done with me, right?" </strong><br/><br/>Cool white grew over where her palms touched and this time she was up close. There was so much ice already here, a frozen landscape of roots, big mass for her to work with. Manipulating the ice like it was a living swarm - one that obeyed her will. She pooled it in from around them, gathering ice towards Green Briar to encase him into a popstickle.<strong>"Did you have something to say while you still can?"</strong>