"Well, tell us something about yourself, then," came a voice quite bluntly, though with a gentle, almost friendly, melodious tone.
Lavender suddenly appeared upon the center of the lake, dressed in a mere black bikini, her raven hair loose and dribbling frosty, freezing droplets of ice water, her bare feet settled upon a section of water, standing upon the surface, and seemingly putting no weight at all upon the waters. Lavender stepped up upon a sheet of ice, wandering around slightly, her eyes watching both the waters below, and the new girl, it seemed.
The pale beauty brushed her hair out of her way, padding toward a thin, easily breakable section of ice.