"Snowcastles!" She was about halfway through a small makeshift castle, having to lean over one of her huts to get more snow to finish it. In the process, she crushed one of her snow people, causing a small, barely audible scream.
She looked down, frowning for just a second before giggling. "Oh, noes!" There was a flurry of motion in her hands, before a small dragon (also made of snow) rose from her palm and flapped over the little village. It roared and breathed a small flame down on the villages, causing equally tiny sounds of commotion. "Come play, Iggy!"