Corrin had heard the sounds of a snowball fight and had first thought it might be fun to watch, or quite possibly join in if they needed extra people. The fact that it wasn't even snowing hadn't even occurred to her as strange until she rounded the corner and sees the tall young man in danger from a very icey-looking if somewhat cozy sculpture with a very real-looking sword. He's got moves avoiding it like that, but he can't keep that up forever, and it's not giving him any room to counterattack.
Her instincts kick in immediately, and she rushes forward without thinking. "Hey! Over here!" She calls, trying to get the sculpture's attention, if such a thing is even possible. At the very least she can give it something else to swing at that's not Kaito.
Snowball Fight
Her instincts kick in immediately, and she rushes forward without thinking. "Hey! Over here!" She calls, trying to get the sculpture's attention, if such a thing is even possible. At the very least she can give it something else to swing at that's not Kaito.
"I've got your back, friend!"
"You all right?"