Snow smiled at Skellington’s observation before she too came into noticing movement down below. Sympathy showed into her blue eyes, once she came into seeing someone who appeared to be in need of their aid. Hearing her friend’s idea, the white-haired spirit smiled with innocent deviousness. It would be interesting to see what they could do together as a team, considering that they both have barely have time to see each other, since Skellington had to return to Halloween Town several times a year, in preparation for the upcoming holiday that he represents. 

All Snow has, is to spend time with her brother during the winter months. They all represented something, after all. Sending a frigid gust of wind towards the black figure, an icicle spear came towards the assailant, pinning it in place.