No, I cannot resist
Marcus was no stranger to snowball fights, even in his young age. There were many children in Snowcloak and even he and his twin had spent time together pelting each other with the frozen element that kissed each inch of Halo. But being struck unaware, that was something new to the demgod's son.
The second snowball slammed against Marcus' back with a wicked thud, and the dry snow-bullet stuck to the parka covering him. "HEeey!" He called out, tawny eyebrows drawn together as he turned around in another circle, looking around for his assailant. He spun around again before it dawned on him to look up. His eyes shot for the rooftops, narrowing in on his snow-enemy. The sunlight above the homes blocked his vision from being perfect, but he could see a shadowed figure. Sucking in a breath, he scooped up a handful of snow, half-packed it, and sent it haphazardly towards the shadow.
The second snowball slammed against Marcus' back with a wicked thud, and the dry snow-bullet stuck to the parka covering him. "HEeey!" He called out, tawny eyebrows drawn together as he turned around in another circle, looking around for his assailant. He spun around again before it dawned on him to look up. His eyes shot for the rooftops, narrowing in on his snow-enemy. The sunlight above the homes blocked his vision from being perfect, but he could see a shadowed figure. Sucking in a breath, he scooped up a handful of snow, half-packed it, and sent it haphazardly towards the shadow.
Every time your gravity has a hold on me
