Vegeta grinned, crossing her arms. Actually, physically, looking down on someone felt good. She could definitely get used to this, especially looking down on Violet. It was like standing over a teddy bear. "Good, I woulda had to kick your butt if you picked something else. Let's see... I dare you to make an ice sculpture of someone else here. You can pick whoever you want, but if you pick someone easy that'd just make you a chump."
"Using made-up words to try to get a rise?" Violet shook her head with an exaggerated shrug, "But I suppose I ought to take it as a challenge,
Vegetall." Violet began to circle the Swampert, taking in as much detail as she could as she spoke, "And I think I have the perfect Pokémon in mind."
Once again, she forged a heap of ice just under her size as she began to chisel and carve into it using her claws. In order to maintain the ice's form, she periodically used
Icy Wind to blow cool air as her eyes darted back and forth between her subject and the slowly forming sculpture before her. She huffed and puffed as the sun's ever-prominent heat and her frequent breaths exhausted her, but she did all she could to put a bit of flair into the process of shaping the ice: an exaggerated swipe here and there, the occasional twirl with a purposeful cape flutter, and leaping between sides rather than simply walking.
It took out a lot out of her, but the sculpture was at last completed. Violet was certainly no professional, but she at least had a decent grasp for the sake of a quick show. The main body seemed accurate enough, though the tail fin, legs, and gills were definitely hack-jobs - spiky, unrefined protrusions sticking out what would otherwise be a sloppy but decipherable figure of a Swampert. The face was the most polished portion: rough around the mouth, but the eyes and connecting fins were smoothed out cleanly using the sides of her claws.
Violet panted as she delivered one last Icy Wind to keep the ice from melting too quickly as she spoke up, "How... about... that?" She loudly exhaled as her arms dropped limply and she began to hunch over to catch her breath. She craned her neck up expectedly at Vegeta, smirking proudly as she did so.