[ Some of the snowmen she had come across seemed pleasant enough, others seemed to be a little more rude than she would have liked. As she made her way through the snow, it was impossible to distinguish between the types of mannerisms two just by looking at them.

But when she saw a group of snowmen surround someone aggressively, it seemed safe to assume that they were of the rude variety of snowmen.
 
Red quickly approached the sentient piles of snow, dragging her Transistor sword behind her, and swung it with a great cleave, decimating a few of the snowmen into nothing but piles of snow. ]