Snowy Getaway (British Isles)

[Ireland]

Saoirse hated snow. That was what she decided when she stepped off the ship, staring at the nearly frozen lagoon. She had only come out of her nice warm room on Eira's request. And already she was regretting it. The Irish woman stared at the area they were in, quirk one eyebrow up. How could anyone find this place to be a nice relaxing place? Though in retrospect, she was sure it was much better during the warmer months. And she did understand why they had needed to take a break (their medic had come down with a nasty cold. Though she seemed to be getting better).

With a sigh, she wondered if she could slip back in before Eira noticed her. Luck was not on her side however when she heard someone call for her. With a small scowl, she pulled her jacket closer around her, trudging down the gang plank and onto the snow.

Family bonding times, Eira had stated. They all hadn't been together in years. They should take advantage of this break to reunite.

Saoirse didn't feel like pointing out that by reuniting, one of them was probably going to end up with a broken arm. And with their medic sick, it probably wasn't going to get treated right away.

"Alright. Let's get this family reunion over with." She muttered, her voice still undeniably boyish from so many years spent playing the part as one. Honestly, Saoirse doubted she could even return to her natural feminine voice if she tried. Something Blaine liked to tease her about.

Honestly, this was only going to end in disaster.

[japan]

Will sneezed as he walked through the snow with Pippin by his side. The big slick black dragon blowing a small stream of blue and white fire to melt the snow before them. Although it didn't make it easier to walk through. The quadruped dragon still continued contently thinking the squelch of the earth beneath his claws and feet sounded funny.

"Okay Pippin, that's enough we can just walk through the snow." Will said burying his face into a red plaid scarf. It almost looked like his fathers from his "punk rock" days. It was very warm though and of course a toasty pet beside you helped as well. As Will continued on his way he wondered why his father let him keep the dragon if he was so afraid of it. Maybe he'll figure it out, hopefully. Then his father and Pippin would be friends! That would be great.

Pippin stuck out his tongue as his reptilian skin touched the cold snow, he wanted to be somewhere warm again, or even with his own fire again. He shook himself hoping to show his discomfort but Will ignored it as they walked on.

[England]

From behind a rather large blue scarf, one could see Arthur's angry green eyes under his furrowed eyebrows. He hated the cold more than he hated the heat, so he'd bundled up to the point where he looked like one giant poof on top of fat legs. And, since this was supposed to be a 'family gathering' it would double as protection when one of his siblings would, inevitably, try and punch him.

Waddling down the gang plank, he gave the ground a thoroughly disgusted look before following along in someone else's footsteps. Ick. He felt sweaty already and he'd barely been moving.

"Let's just get this over with." his muttered words were muffled by the scarf as he trudged towards his siblings.