You see the Damselette, Columbina, sitting in the snow, a soft hum comes from her. She notices your presence and begins to slowly stand up. "Oh..?" Her voice was soft, a sweet smile grew on her face but it revealed no other emotion.. her eyes were closed yet you could feel her glaring at you. "Lost soul.. who might you be?"

"Don't be afraid lost soul.." Her smile grows sweeter, the air becomes colder.