Kannagi Irezumi relaxed in her studio apartment, holding up a flyer for the Snowman Building Contest. It wrinkled around the edges of her fingers and she smiled crookedly at it. The idea of a Snowman Building Contest at this time seemed not only bizarre but impossible. Wasn't this the peak of heat for the desert? And yet, when she looked outside she was reminded that if she could fight an ice bijuu in summer, why not create a single snow person? Kannagi had made her way out of her studio apartment, locking the door behind her. She didn't have much to steal but there was a consistency in the way the kunoichi lived her day to day. Kannagi left the tea shop through its back entrance, avoiding the patrons but missing the delicious scent of tea. The woman went outside of the village proper in order to find someone else building a snowman, and hopefully a place where there was snow. Sure enough, she came to a snowy area the size of a large field. It made no sense, none whatsoever. She could assume some person's jutsu was responsible for this but as other civilians worked to build up snow people, Kannagi could only shrug. What use was it to try and puzzle and answer through all of this? She figured she could try her hand at building a snow person and earn a little ryo as a prize if everyone liked her's.
Kannagi had always been the creative and intelligent sort, but rather the kind of person who might read and write poetry and not the kind who would form clay pots and decorative paintings. She bent over and picked up a ball of snow and packed it between her hands, thinking out a plan before shivering and tossing the ball aside. She slid out a pair of gloves from her pocket and then tapped her chin, constructively. "First a place to feel warmer, then a snow person." The blue haired woman got down to her hands and knees and started using a kunai with one hand to draw and dig out dense blocks of snow. She had to pack them close with her hands, rotating blocks so that they were able to stack in an alternate order and spread their weight around. She first build a little wall, and then it grew and grew into a large three meter circle around her. Deciding that it was still too small for someone of her own stature to work and prosper in, Kannagi opened the circle back up and doubled its size to six meters. It would take another two hours but soon half of an igloo like hut was created around her.
It had already helped to block out some of the chilly air around the strange and icy area, but it would look ridiculous if she had left it as it was. The blue eyed female finished creating the top of the igloo with a bit more time, balancing each piece the way she imagined a house might be built from her time spent with the Irezumi family and all of her books. Subsequently, the kunoichi crawled out of the only space she had left for herself, a tunnel leading back into the open. Outside of her igloo stood a young pack of boys holding snowballs. Kannagi greeted them, "Well hello. Are you also preparing a snow person for the contest?" The oldest boy who looked around twelve years of age sneered at her and the other two boys with him mimicked his actions with sneers of their own. "This isn't a snowman!"
"Of course, not," Kannagi explained, "First I had to build a home and a place to-" The eldest boy laughed. "Of course! A girl would make a home first. Do you know anything about making anything!?" Kannagi's jaw dropped. Had they just insulted her for being a girl? The home she had built was practical, and practically livable, and they mocked her creation in an attempt to point out the stereotype that women liked to stay home or something. It was worse than anything she had heard since starting out in the Sun Village. She clenched her fingers and offered a dark smile, "Maybe you kids should just leave. That sort of rudeness can get you into trouble." Her advice was ignored and the three boys pelted her little fort with snow balls. She cried out, "No! Stop! You can't just do that!" The boys didn't listen. They didn't listen!
Kannagi frowned and got to her feet, standing high over the children. "Better run," She whispered with a gleam in her eyes. They looked up at her in confusion for a moment before reaching to grab more snow in their fists. The woman moved without mercy. She grabbed the oldest looking boy and pushed him into the ground. She reached for the other two, catching a snowball on her right cheek before her hands drew the children together. Their heads knocked against one another and they squealed. "Okay! We're sorry!" Kannagi restrained herself for a second and took a deep breath. She let them go and breathed, "Like I said. Better run." The two boys burst into speed and dashed as far away from her as they could go; she could tell by their frantic movements that at least she had scared them for her revenge. She stretched her shoulders back and looked around for the eldest boy, the one who had acted as the leader.
The kunoichi spotted him climbing into her little igloo and she shook her head side to side. "Bad idea, little one." She spun in a circle as the boy vanished inside and used a roundhouse kick on the side of her construct. The igloo collapsed on the child, burying him complete beneath the snow. Of course, she could leave him there, but Kannagi had a better idea. She patted down the sides to firm up the ground and then dug out a hole on the top of the snow pile. She found the pre-teen gasping in fear and grabbed him up by his collar until his head was completely free and sticking out of the top of the snow. Then she stopped. "Wait, what are you doing?" He demanded, "Help me!"
Kannagi shook her head again and patted the snow firmly around him. "Not yet," She said, and then she spent the next ten minutes listening to the kid whimper and beg at her. She was resolute in her decision the blue eyed woman maneuvered the snow around quickly, transforming the pile into a large snow person's body with a little boy for a real snow person's head. She stuck a few twigs in the side to represent arms and used stones to make classic buttons down the front of the snow man. She fixed the boys knitted cap to make sure it protected his ears from the cold and then stretched her arms over her head. "You are my contest submission. When they come by to grade you, do me a favor and smile."