Winter looked up, startled. "I don't know anyone here and this is only the second festival I can remember being to." She showed him the snow baby she had created. "I just woke up in a cave one day, not knowing who I was, where I was from or why I was in the cave. All I knew was what I was and what my powers are and how to use them." She looked at the figurine of the baby forlornly.
She touched the baby's head gently, and a thin but unbreakable layer of ice covered it, over every tiny detail. She dropped it on pyrpose to see if the shell would break. It didn't. She smiled in victory and set it in the man's hand. "The ice covering it never breaks or melts. I make a bit of money selling snowpeople, thats what the humans call em, to the humans for a low price. Some parents don't make enough to get their children pretty gifts like these." She grinned, her ice-blond hair blowing in an unseen breeze.
Then her smile faded. "Sometimes the only thing that makes me happy is making these for the humans or making it snow at weird times for the children." She said. She created another ball of snow, making a dragon that had four wings and spikes all the way down to its tail. She coated that too in the Everice. Thats what the villagers called it.