[ Toriel carefully steps out onto the ice, testing that it'll hold her weight before anything else. Not that she thinks she's unusually heavy, but she is a woman of greater height than most, and she does need to be careful...

Thankfully, the ice here holds up underneath her, and she walks (barefoot) across the ice toward a wooden toy stuck audaciously in the middle of the thorough-way under a bridge, arms held out to her sides for balance. Arriving at the toy, she glances down, hands coming to rest on her hips. With a pregnant pause, she considers the toy, her own stance, and the likelihood she's going to need to get down lower in order to effectively use her small fire magic.

Thus Toriel is attempting to primly kneels on the ice and concentrate to summon forth the mighty flame of a matchstick in her very hands! Or fingertips, considering she wants better accuracy. ]

Have you been able to summon your fire yet?

[ Can everyone even summon fire? It'd sure be useful, but hey, she's not sure if that's the case for magic here or not! It doesn't hurt to ask her fellow Heroes, which is exactly why she's asking you with a curious look, holding up her finger with the tiny summoned flame flickering brightly at the tip. ]

[ Toriel looks up to find that Aggravating Dog, her Carrier, has hied off down the canal, slipping and sliding. There's a wooden toy duck on a string is dragged along behind him, hitting rough patches of ice and bouncing up with an undignified flap of wooden wings. ]

Oh goodness. Here, doggie! Please do not run away —

[ Toriel attempts to slide and glide along the ice in pursuit of her errant carrier while also not running into anyone. Which, of course, means she near barrels someone over, and attempts to catch at them before they fall. (How successful she is remains to be seen!) ]

I apologize, my Carrier has run off with one of the toyyysssSS — bad doggie! Do not eat that!

[ The white canine pauses, one paw on the back of the wooden duck, mouth open and hovering over a wing. Slowly... inexorably... it continues to lower its mouth toward a wooden wing... ]

[ Hit me up with a prompt, or he me up here asking for a threadstarter and I'll write us one! ]