GIft for a friend

This OC is for a friend. She knows who she is. 

This is a wintergirl. 

She was left in the snow a stab wound in her side. She called for help, for death. Anything. She froze there, in the snow. 
This ignited her wrath on anyone that crosses her path. She originally in her first form appears to be a lost girl, sad and scared. The victim tries to help her, not knowing of the path they've just stumbled across. She leads them further into the forest, pretending to not know any better. She loses the person for a moment to release her second form, which is noticeably paler and bloodied from a stab wound. She asks for help getting a bit further. Just to her house. If the victim tries to refuse, She impales them on icecicles right there. That is the better way. The quicker way. If you continue down her path, she'll stop at a clearing, and will kiss your cheek, or hand. Depending on how much fun she wants to have. It starts turning to ice, her form changing to the third. And she laughs. 
"Thank you for your kindness...but it's you who's in trouble now." She takes her long iced over finger and stabs it in the part of you she just froze. Blood still runs, dripping on the ground.

"You should have stayed on your own. You should have just said no. Just like the rest of them"
The ice begins to creep. up your skin slowly. Its colder than any oblivion, and there you will stay. Forever.