Eternum
The impact was light as the snowball hit Eternum right in the back. Half formed snowball still in his hand, he froze mid motion. He turned slowly, deliberately, snow falling off his shoulders as he studied the battlefield. Behind her tree Abraia stood triumphant, laughter bubbled over from her as it always did. Snow clung to her gloves and her arms were outstretched in mock victory. The snowballs continued to come and he ended up getting absolutely covered in snow.
Eventually he shouted “You win! I give up!”
Abraia whooped, and threw her arms up, skipping around in the snow like a child who’d just beat a giant. A grudging smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head. But there was something disarming about her joy, for all her boundless energy. That had been a reminder that sometimes not every battle had to be life or death.
The ache in his muscles reminded him of the day’s exertion and he stretched. His tone indicated they were enough of their pretend war and it was enough play. "We’ve got work to do."
Eventually he shouted “You win! I give up!”
Abraia whooped, and threw her arms up, skipping around in the snow like a child who’d just beat a giant. A grudging smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head. But there was something disarming about her joy, for all her boundless energy. That had been a reminder that sometimes not every battle had to be life or death.
The ache in his muscles reminded him of the day’s exertion and he stretched. His tone indicated they were enough of their pretend war and it was enough play. "We’ve got work to do."
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