Another person flew from a snowy hill, propelled by the furry horse leading them. They flipped ambitiously through the air, Zavien holding his breath as the person rotated and flew impressively high; but when they came down into a puff of snow and skis, everyone winced. Scattered clapping and laughter still trickled through the crowd, rewarding the effort even if it hadn't gone as well as they'd hoped.
His lips pulled into an amused smirk as he watched the display. "I don't know. It doesn't seem any more dangerous than the rodeo." Meaning that he would be just as terrible at the sport but might have an equal amount of fun. Maybe if he wasn't prioritizing his time with Sohalia, he'd have considered giving it a try just for the laughs. Shrugging his shoulders, he nodded to the tent of people on standby, including unicorns and those with healing magics. "At least they've got plenty of healers around in case people get hurt."
More interested in the other activities offered by the festival, he chuckled and squeezed her hand a little tighter, a playful gleam in his eyes. "Good, because it smells so good." It would have been a pity to miss out on such a selection, especially as they got closer, spotting the various presentation of toppings and syrups next to the piping hot mugs they were passing out. His mouth was already watering, the sweetness bathing his tongue as he grinned down at Soh. "Marshmallows? Whipped cream? Flavoring?" He was already releasing her hand, reaching for two mugs of chocolatey goodness.
His lips pulled into an amused smirk as he watched the display. "I don't know. It doesn't seem any more dangerous than the rodeo." Meaning that he would be just as terrible at the sport but might have an equal amount of fun. Maybe if he wasn't prioritizing his time with Sohalia, he'd have considered giving it a try just for the laughs. Shrugging his shoulders, he nodded to the tent of people on standby, including unicorns and those with healing magics. "At least they've got plenty of healers around in case people get hurt."
More interested in the other activities offered by the festival, he chuckled and squeezed her hand a little tighter, a playful gleam in his eyes. "Good, because it smells so good." It would have been a pity to miss out on such a selection, especially as they got closer, spotting the various presentation of toppings and syrups next to the piping hot mugs they were passing out. His mouth was already watering, the sweetness bathing his tongue as he grinned down at Soh. "Marshmallows? Whipped cream? Flavoring?" He was already releasing her hand, reaching for two mugs of chocolatey goodness.
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