[Elsa may have complete control over snow and ice... but that doesn't exactly make her any more perceptive than a normal person. As she watches her pokemon play, she doesn't hear the crunching of snow under Anna's shoes until it's too late, and she lets out a surprised yelp when the snowball hits her square between the shoulders.
Spinning around to see just who her attacker is, her look of surprise quickly melts into a grin, and her eyes narrow playfully.]
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Spinning around to see just who her attacker is, her look of surprise quickly melts into a grin, and her eyes narrow playfully.]
Anna, I don't think that was such a good idea.