Noe
Draw the cat eye sharp enough to kill a man
You did some bad things, but I'm the worst of them
You did some bad things, but I'm the worst of them
Noe crowed with joy at her victory, however small and fleeting, and continued to move, hoping to circle around Koa to see if she could get a better angle. She knew he had to stay in one place - did that mean his feet couldn't move at all? If so, she wasn't above pelting him with snow from behind until he gave in. For once, she could prove herself to be the superior snowball fighter!
As Koa began to pelt snowballs her way, Noe was pleasantly surprised by her own ability to duck and weave, avoiding most of the projectiles (even if only by a hair's breadth). In truth, dodging had been what concerned the girl the most. She was reasonably sure of her aim - that was basic physics, after all - but getting out of the way? Well, that was another story.
But alas, she couldn't dodge them all, and one or two snowballs inevitably spattered against her arm or her side, and she squealed as they made contact, a sound somewhere between a shriek and a laugh. She scooped up more snow, and, hopefully from somewhere behind Koa, threw it squarely towards the center of his body.
As Koa began to pelt snowballs her way, Noe was pleasantly surprised by her own ability to duck and weave, avoiding most of the projectiles (even if only by a hair's breadth). In truth, dodging had been what concerned the girl the most. She was reasonably sure of her aim - that was basic physics, after all - but getting out of the way? Well, that was another story.
But alas, she couldn't dodge them all, and one or two snowballs inevitably spattered against her arm or her side, and she squealed as they made contact, a sound somewhere between a shriek and a laugh. She scooped up more snow, and, hopefully from somewhere behind Koa, threw it squarely towards the center of his body.
Sometimes I wonder which one will be your last lie
They say looks can kill and I might try
They say looks can kill and I might try
