What are your characters doing on Winter Veil morning?

Lavian: Walking the streets of Stormwind and pretty much watching the winter veil spirit take over the citizens now that she can feel more human after recent events. Not creepy at all.

Ireth: Even demon's can join in the festivities. Join in with some small common crowd that won't suspect her at all and just have some fun.

Eira: Giving her 3 year old twin kids a good winter's veil this year since she failed to be there for the previous ones with them. Perhaps the most normal one a noble can have.

Allonia: Spending a calm and nice morning with her partner. Possibly with a Shenta there to ruin his mood.

Z's drinking and munching winter veil treats with his staff, wherever they might be at the moment.

The Theodork: Drinking cheap alcohol and cursing his misfortunes all alone, in a damp, dark flat near the harbor.

Berahnek: Cooking ginger-and-rabbit soup for the clanless in the Mage District, avoiding eye-contact with people who look like they'll want to talk him, and enjoying sips of moonberry juice every time he thinks he's not being watched.

Caldwyn: Puking his guts out on a far off beach.

John Fletcher: Sitting in Northrend with a scroll and quill and watching drakes fly above him, wishing to catch one to eat for his dinner.

Vlastaani; Lying awake in bed with another hangover, angry at herself. Not for getting drunk again, but for waking up alone.

Laraan; Stocking up on ammo and feeding her pets - readying up to begin the hunt.

Copper: Activated Pregnant Garrosh so she could see, got dressed, did minor exercises, and then sat around doing nothing.

Teeru: Doing errands for Goblins, as usual.

Morana: Waking up and doing her usual routines, drinking coffee in and gazing out her tavern balcony and admiring the wintery morning in Stormwind, spending the rest of the day attending to various written material and business involving Warlock matters in The Alliance.

Krelk: Venturing into the cold of Wintersprings, axes at the ready, about to go find the biggest, meanest thing to kill and later cook.

Siegmund: Sleeping in, being with the family, being lazy more or less.

Ria: Atempting to cook something up, previously shooping up on vegetables and the like, looks like soup again this year.

Dothan: Enjoying a cup of tea while reading up on demonology and recovering from a stab to the back and dark magic use. Ordering his always faithful minion Alena to bring his research notes and decorate the shop a bit.

Maya: Walking around and trying to figure what this holiday is all about, the curious Pandaren would stop at every light and mug of ale on her way to discovering the meaning of these celebrations.

Alena: Running around at full speed, decorating the shop. There would be loads of feathers, beads and red ribbons all over the place. One of the research notes accidently ended up as a folded swan somewhere.

Phillip: Wake up in his bed with 3 or 4 prostitutes lying around him, incredibly hungover from the various drugs, alcohol and so on that he consumed the night before. Average wednesday morning for him.

Ixirar, spending Winter Veil in her own people's lands for the first time in 3-4 years, is pretty much busy doing druid stuff all day.

Mincy: baking 'happy brownies', for so to go and hand them out to random, unknowing people.

Zuljia: she has most likely stolen some poor guy's feast, and can be found eating until she's sick, not caring much for Winter Veil or the spirit behind it.

Lets see:

Charlie: Well, moring and morning. He wakes up late and starts his normal morning routine, he then would eat breakfast. Eggs and bacon on a plate with a glass of water or milk. Possibly a little treat, it is winter veil morning afterall. Then kiss his fiance and leave for whatever he will be doing.

Geddri terrorizes the neighbourhood with his Crashin' Trashin' Flyer.

Keag is waiting in front of the great tree in Ironforge, humming joyful Winter Veil songs while glaring at anyone who dares complaint about him continuesly cutting in line.

Rock climbing with a pack of grummles up Mount Neverest.

Thorvald would be treating this as just another day in the year, except waking up to an ice cold house since the door was left open last night.

Feral spent the day on a ship at sea in the rain, tending his wounds and reflecting on how far things have come in one year.  He then determined to make the day a holiday.  So he wrapped seaweed around a ship's mast (adding little bits of red cloth and a rope, best jury-rigged tree ever), made terrible cookies to shape into a gingerbread version of "home," and sang bad carols.  It was hilarious and fun in an otherwise completely depressing situation and made for memorable, if silly, RP.

Then a few cultist death knights strolled in and added to the carols with "silent night... unhoooly night..." and forcing snow to fall with frost magic...

That sounds awesome.

Bit late, but Raenmar was up early in the morning, along with his little band of old friends and comrades, sharing a bottle of whiskey and dried fruit and meatcakes before packing up their camp to move on.

Aeg woke up on winter-veil's morning in an abandoned ogre village in nagrand, along with his mate Ju-Sin Stormstout, who gave him a very special... present as his gift towards her was a diamond ring..

He then cooked her a delicious breakfast which he brought to the bed and happily fed her dumplings and pandaren pancakes. After another round (or four) of... Presents to Aeg, they both passed out to wake up in the afternoon. (semi-hibernation is a bitch)