He is a bit more like their parents, in that he prefers the warmer weather, but there isn’t much he wouldn’t do or endure for his twin, so he embraces the winter, albeit with far less enthusiasm than Alicent. Though reluctant to rouse at first, he can hardly resist the temptation of sneaking away from their parents, especially coupled with the liveliness given to her by this far more tolerable climate.

The thrill of adventure rings loudly in his ears, deafening him to the fact that they are, by no means, quiet and stealthy in their departure. Before long, they fall into chasing after one another in the fresh snow, their laughter shattering the tranquility of the idyllic winter night. He is on the verge of overtaking her when Alicent suddenly stops, and in his haste to avoid a collision, he slips and goes sprawling unceremoniously at her feet. He looks crossly up at her, ready to harangue her, but any words he had die quickly on his tongue when she draws his attention to the skittering orbs and immediately takes off after them.

“Hey!” He grunts in frustration as he scrambles back to his feet, an edge of competitiveness throbbing in his chest. There’s no way he could let her get to one of those orbs first! He launches after her, but of course, she manages to capture one out of sheer luck before he can catch up to her. He slides to a more graceful stop this time and throws a dark look at his sister, mumbling something about being able to get one first if she hadn’t made him fall. He glances down at the remaining orb, still swirling gaily in the snow, and quickly places his hoof over it before it can get away from him.

Whatever resentment he’d been feeling dissipates as he sniffs the ball of light, a hint of mischief in the blue eyes now fixed on Alicent. “What do you think they are?”