Another snowball struck while he was distracted by his first attacker, and a turn of his head brought the Warden team (and baby) into view. He contemplated the fort that shielded them for a moment, but it was Erebos in his sling who was the best shield that Deimos could hide behind. Hadama tilted his head in respectful acknowledgment of the attack and his lips quirked towards a smile as he met Evie 's gaze, but it was Sah who drew his attention as the young man sniped at Soleil.
The Tidebreaker's emerald eyes focused intently on the snow in the Wild Thunder's hands and he bent to scoop up another fistful of his own. "How do you shape it?" he rumbled, fascinated by this wintry game of dodge-and-throw. Frey had granted Torchline a small snow park once, back before the War, but Hadama had been fully Mer then, and far more intrigued by the ice skaters who glided above the canals as swiftly and easily as he glided within them.
The Tidebreaker's emerald eyes focused intently on the snow in the Wild Thunder's hands and he bent to scoop up another fistful of his own. "How do you shape it?" he rumbled, fascinated by this wintry game of dodge-and-throw. Frey had granted Torchline a small snow park once, back before the War, but Hadama had been fully Mer then, and far more intrigued by the ice skaters who glided above the canals as swiftly and easily as he glided within them.
