Trish had been outside since her last class since she had a particular fondness for the cold and snow. When she spotted the group that had seemingly started a snowball fight a grin appeared on her face. Now that looked fun. She scooped up enough snow to make a couple of snowballs while she was still well enough away from the group. Then she did her best to walk up to the group as inconspicuously as possible before lobbing them at the back of whoever was closest.