The little jack-o'-lantern menace bounces back towards the fiery child, and Harper is absolutely enamored. He's just so cool looking. Like every childhood Halloween fantasy come to life. Except he's unfortunately not nearly as cool as mud dodgeball so the show must go on.
The connection of his muddy projectile against her shoulder - the wet, sucking sound, the spray of watery grossness into the air - makes him cackle like a manic child in a man's body. Revenge is swift, and Harper ducks the throw she aims his way, only for the mud beneath his feet to shift as he balances, sending him right on his ass into the muck with a squawk of surprise. Sentient earth is the nemesis of a sure-footed flyer. At least it means he's closer to the mud, and he grabs a fistful and flings it wide as he gets to his knees, eyes bright with mirth at his own downfall.
The connection of his muddy projectile against her shoulder - the wet, sucking sound, the spray of watery grossness into the air - makes him cackle like a manic child in a man's body. Revenge is swift, and Harper ducks the throw she aims his way, only for the mud beneath his feet to shift as he balances, sending him right on his ass into the muck with a squawk of surprise. Sentient earth is the nemesis of a sure-footed flyer. At least it means he's closer to the mud, and he grabs a fistful and flings it wide as he gets to his knees, eyes bright with mirth at his own downfall.
Harper
