The snow whirled as Pály’ar and his reindeer Snydir rode through it. He knew that he was late, since the star already shone very bright. This was not the first year his help was requested, it was the seventh, actually.
"There it is, Snydir! Hurry up!". After roughly five minutes, they arrived at Nick's base. "Stop, Snydir!". He walked over to the stable, and handed over her to one of the elves.
"Excuse me, where can i find Nick and Cella?", asked Pály’ar. "They're already out in battle. I think you should get out there, it doesn't look that good from what i can see". "Thanks", Pály’ar said as he rushed down to the battlefield. He spotted Nick, and ran to him. Pály’ar thought that it probably would be good to excuse his late arrival.
"Nick, I'm terribly sorry I'm late"