Rwby Winter Schnee Novels & Stories

Her hair draped over her shoulders like she was the goddess of the goddamn ocean and maybe it was just me but I think she illuminated in the water. We played in the water for quite a while before finding our way back up. We kept splashing water on each other like children and competing with each other who could hold their breath under the water longer. The first time Winter dived in and didn’t come back out in thirty seconds, I was scared she had drowned but it turned out she’s just a werewolf with aquatic powers. Going into the water was fun and going back up was not as difficult as I thought it would be. I guess just never took enough interest in the water and I’m glad I never did because

**Zara’s POV** The first snow of winter blankets the Bloodfang territory, turning the forest into a glittering wonderland. The pack is quieter now, the echoes of battle replaced by the soft crunch of snow underfoot. But peace is fragile, and I can’t shake the feeling that it’s only a matter of time before the next storm hits. The twins are outside, their laughter ringing through the clearing as they chase each other through the snow. Selene’s glow leaves faint trails of light in her wake, while Silas’s silver eyes glint with mischief. They’re children, but they’re also so much more.

The night atmosphere was getting quieter and more peaceful. The cold air enveloped Bibury Village, with soft snow falling from the dark sky. The streetlights illuminated the path covered in thin snow, providing a magical atmosphere typical of Christmas Eve. In the midst of the silence, small footsteps could be heard, shattering the silence of the snow beneath them. Stefany, a beautiful and graceful teenage girl, was walking slowly towards her house. The thick jacket she was wearing protected her from the cold, while a red scarf wrapped around her neck.

I look up and see a slightly familiar woman standing in the snow, staring at me. She ducks her head and hurries into the storm, her body disappearing against the heavy snow. I don’t go back to the castle right away. I wander, letting my mind go blank. A group of kids in heavy snowsuits pass me on a makeshift sled made of cardboard, their father, or perhaps an older brother of shifting age, in his wolf form pulling the sled as fast as he can to the delight of the little boys screaming in glee. Every shop is lit up with Solstice lights that glimmer like gems against the wintery backdrop. I can’t remember the last time it snowed like this in Veiled Valley. It’s normally so warm, eternally tropi

"I'll handle Mr. Rowe. Don't worry about it." Talia didn't argue. She let him have his way. Henry considered objecting, but thought better of it and kept quiet. The three of them made it back to the room and settled into their original spots. … The climate in Terrawich was nothing like Jarrowind's. Terrawich got snow in winter, but it came quickly and melted just as fast. The cold was damp, the kind that seeped into your bones, and the river never froze over. By the time Christian reached the scene, the rescue operation was already wrapping up.

SKYE'S POV The winter’s first snow was a quiet thing. It didn't howl through the mountain passes or rattle the high stained-glass windows of the castle; it simply drifted down in fat, lazy flakes, dusting the jagged edges of the black basalt peaks until the valley looked like a charcoal drawing washed in milk. I stood by the heavy oak table in the center of the royal chambers, watching a small, pale orange flame dance atop a single beeswax candle.

I called after her, grinning. She poked her tongue out at me and tossed another scoop of frost-charmed snow into the air. I watched her race over to Mother, who was supervising wreath placement as if she were winning an award. Luna Hawthorne had proclaimed this the first official Emberbound Winter Gathering, and nothing was going to dissuade her now. “I think your mom just rewrote physics,” Nora said behind me. I spun around to see her bundled up against the cold, arms loaded down with pinecone-bundled runes. Snow drifted down around her face, resting on her eyelashes and plastering itself to her raven hair like it knew who it was working for.

“Are you going to do that all night?” I turn to see Raven sitting at the bottom of the stairs. Her elbows are propped on her knees, her chin resting on her hands as she watches me with a knowing smile. I hated that I couldn’t scent them. “It’s snow. You’ve seen snow, right? I mean Silverpine Hollow isn’t that far.” “I’ve seen snow,” I mutter, eyes on the falling flakes. The snow was growing heavier, slowly settling on the grass.

I asked directly. Marissa froze, then held the flowers out to me. "I heard Nora ranked first in her department this semester. "I... I brought her flowers." She'd never been this humble in front of Nora and me. When I didn't speak, she took a box from her pocket. "This is a belated birthday gift for Nora." I didn't take the box. I only looked at the scarf around her neck. It was the gift Nora had meant to give her before we left. After seeing Kyle, Nora had thrown it away.

said Sebastian. The snowfall of this year’s winter was heavier than the last. As Stanley and Xyla talked, snow started to fall from the cloudy skies again. Taking them by surprise, the snow dyed their hair white. Under the illumination of the warm-colored streetlights, the snow seemed to feel warmer as well. Feeling cold, Xyla rubbed her hands together as she looked at Stanley. “If there’s nothing else, you can get back into the car. I’m heading inside as well. It’s too cold.”