A joy hard-learned in winter was the warming of the bed
You'd shake for minutes there and move your legs
You'd shake for minutes there and move your legs
Koa is, inarguably, the king of snowball fights. Or so he likes to crow each winter, cocky and confident as he issues his challenge for anyone who dares to come at him, bro. And each time Noe had answered the call, her stubborn determination admirable in the face of inevitable failure. Maybe if he was a kinder brother Koa would have let her win, but...
Well. Where's the lesson to be learned in that?
But maybe Noe's luck will change this year. Because this year, Koa is operating at a handicap. Equipped with instructions from Safrin and stubborn determination, the Dragoon has decided this will be the perfect opportunity to try out training while remaining in one place. Best case scenario, he gets to increase his gloating a hundred fold. Worst, he eats snow but blames it on the quest, not his own lack of skill. It's a win-win, really, and as Noe raises that first snowball, her brother flashes a feral grin. "Last chance to bow out with your dignity intact."
It's a bold move, Cotton, and one he'll probably regret.
The snowball whizzes past him as he dodges down and leans left, feet still planted on the ground. "Gonna have to do better than that!" the Dragoon taunts back, yeeting a projectil of his own back to where his sister stands.
Well. Where's the lesson to be learned in that?
But maybe Noe's luck will change this year. Because this year, Koa is operating at a handicap. Equipped with instructions from Safrin and stubborn determination, the Dragoon has decided this will be the perfect opportunity to try out training while remaining in one place. Best case scenario, he gets to increase his gloating a hundred fold. Worst, he eats snow but blames it on the quest, not his own lack of skill. It's a win-win, really, and as Noe raises that first snowball, her brother flashes a feral grin. "Last chance to bow out with your dignity intact."
It's a bold move, Cotton, and one he'll probably regret.
The snowball whizzes past him as he dodges down and leans left, feet still planted on the ground. "Gonna have to do better than that!" the Dragoon taunts back, yeeting a projectil of his own back to where his sister stands.
Koa Carpenter
Wrap the blanket over you and keep your head within
Let your breath heat the air until you'd feel it getting thin
Let your breath heat the air until you'd feel it getting thin
