“So, I hear this is where the fencing club meets?” Owen greeted as he entered an unfamiliar classroom of Auradon prep. Then again, he wasn’t really one to explore campus, so any room he wasn’t required to go into, he didn’t. His parents were on his back though about joining and extra-curricular activity, and he figured one that included weapons was a better choice than most. His eyes landed on a pretty girl in attendance and he flashed her a smile. “Are you on the team?”

Sports were a huge aspect of Nate’s life, as well as being outdoors. He contributed the latter to his father; after all, he had been raised in a freaking jungle. So he couldn’t help but become intrigued by the sight of a female practicing her archery -- her form was flawless, and she had a great shot. “You know, I’ve been meaning to take that up,” he expressed, though tried not to startle her from her target practice. “I don’t guess you’re giving lessons out, are you?”

       she thought it felt colder than usual, and, yeah, she was the curious sort. she followed the cold, following it until her arms were wrapped around herself and she was wishing she’d brought a jacket. followed it until she turned the corner and was faced with snowflakes. actual snowflakes. ‘ this is snow? i’ve never seen snow before. ‘