There was no way he was this bad at throwing snowballs! Tal scowled in personal indignation at Sah's utter temerity in continuing to dodge his powdery ammo (even if he was secretly glad to see his frenemy smiling again. Well, smirking, but it was still better than the moping about the Wild Thunder had been doing earlier). "I'll show you 'what'," he shot back with what he intended to be a fearsome glower.
It would probably be scarier if his eyebrows didn't keep trying to twitch up out of the glare, but just holding in his laugh was taking all the control he had.
Trying a different tactic, he aimed to swat the snowball out of the air as it came flying towards him. His hand connected with a satisfying smack against the ball, breaking it apart and sending a spray of snow sideways that thankfully missed him - barely. But it meant that he wasn't wasting any time with bending over to try and get fresh snow; not when he could instead be suddenly sprinting towards Sah in order to take a flying tackle at the other man, hoping to knock him down into the snow - again - and rub his face in it.
That was 'what!'
Boreal let out a happy grumble that was as close as she could get to a bark as Pad tentatively assumed the position. Then he was off, racing past her, and she crooned her approval to Lily before turning to gallumph after him. Her muscular legs weren't as long as those of the wolves and he might have left her behind, but she stretched out her wings and used them to propel her as she bounded over the snow in his wake.
It would probably be scarier if his eyebrows didn't keep trying to twitch up out of the glare, but just holding in his laugh was taking all the control he had.
Trying a different tactic, he aimed to swat the snowball out of the air as it came flying towards him. His hand connected with a satisfying smack against the ball, breaking it apart and sending a spray of snow sideways that thankfully missed him - barely. But it meant that he wasn't wasting any time with bending over to try and get fresh snow; not when he could instead be suddenly sprinting towards Sah in order to take a flying tackle at the other man, hoping to knock him down into the snow - again - and rub his face in it.
That was 'what!'
Boreal let out a happy grumble that was as close as she could get to a bark as Pad tentatively assumed the position. Then he was off, racing past her, and she crooned her approval to Lily before turning to gallumph after him. Her muscular legs weren't as long as those of the wolves and he might have left her behind, but she stretched out her wings and used them to propel her as she bounded over the snow in his wake.
