//Yet to get Winter's fancypost
Winter was extremely bored. And when she was bored, she often ended up getting some of the best or worst ideas ever. This was one of them. She didn't usually have snowball fights back where she came from. Hit somebody hard enough, you might throw them off the ledge. But the Isle was way too quiet for her taste. The snow leopard carefully made a ball of snow in her paws, and lobbed it at an unsuspecting Isleite's back.
"Snowball fight!" she called.
• Wei had been dashing around the island excitedly before being hit by the snowball, acting more like an energetic toddler let loose on a playground than a teen, scuttling around to check every corner of the island with a bright glint in her wide, dark eyes. Through this, she ended up being the unfortunate target of the first snowball thrown. She had felt Winter's presence and knew for a split second that the snowball was being hurled towards her, but didn't move out of the way in time, snow flying off of her dappled back as she stumbled forwards and wildly shook her pelt with a yelp. "H-hey-!" That was cold. Both the snowball and the action committed against her, that is. Nudging her periwinkle-striped scarf back in place, she turned around with an expression of childlike anger laced with competitiveness, shouting again. "W-well, the challenge for a fight is accepted!"
With that, she began packing the white slush around her into a ball, a task that was fairly difficult considering her size and her scarf, which she repeatedly almost tripped over as she hastily rolled the snow with her paws. Frustration furrowing her brows and allowing a little huff to escape from her maws, Wei decided to try telekinesis instead, though that wasn't much of an improvement. She was used to wielding stable weapons, not mounds of slippery snow. Still, it would do. The snowball shuddered violently as it was lifted above her, and she flung it at Winter with all the strength she could muster up, a small grin curving her lips as it at least flew in the general direction of the snow leopard.
The snowball disintegrated against Winter's fur as it hit her. Shaking herself off, the snow leopard created a ball of snow again, and lobbed it at the feline. I don't remember the last time I had this much fun, she thought, watching the snowball sail towards the feline. Winter prepared herself for a possible counterattack, fur slightly bristled in excitement. She felt like a cub with her siblings again. Nowadays she was more serious and had to focus on what to eat than tossing snow at others.
Fun felt terribly vague and unfamiliar. Xylia hadn't seen the balls of snow flying, but she did hear the two Islelits shouting. Pausing and wrinkling her nose, she darted over to stand underneath the shelter of fir tree to watch the fight comense. As tempted as she was to join in on it, her paws wouldn't work with her. Words from the past kept bombarding her and tearing up every question that she might've asked had this been in a different time, at a different place. They looked like they were enjoying themselves.
/retro to capture
Winter noticed Xylia sitting under one of the fir trees nearby, simply watching the fight. The snow leopard padded over to the queen. "Come on, it's fun. I used to throw snowballs at my siblings when we were cubs." Winter mewed. "If we had enough time, we'd make walls out of snow as well." She added, a bit wistfully. Those were some of the best days of her life.
Maybe they needed walls, but she didn't. She could dive headfirst into the snow and they wouldn't see her again unless she wanted them to see her. A whole snowy network could be made underneath them and they would never know until the snow and ice gave out from under them. "I didn't see snow until I came here." The white stuff was beautiful to look at and play in, but it still felt weird to not feel the warmth of golden sand under her paws, or the bright green canopy of trees that created the little jungle on the Skulls' old island. She refused to miss it, but some days she managed to be more like her old self, the adventurous, curious self. "We can always start making some walls today, since it won't be melting anytime soon if I had to guess."
IC: As soon as those words exited Xylia's mouth, the snow leopard began gathering snow and packing it in. Winter was a little bit too excited to play a game she hadn't played since childhood.
OOC: Sorry for the short post, helping a friend.
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• A grin of triumph spread over Wei's jaws as she saw that her counter attack had been successful, childishness converting from anger to pride and remaining that way as Winter hurled a second snowball towards her. Now that she knew what was coming her way, it would be a bit easier to win at this little snowball fight. In a faint puff of smoke, she conjured up a knife as she saw a blur of white heading in her direction, the blade colliding with it and splitting open a shower of snowflakes. After that, the feline let the knife blink out of existence, and she immediately returned to scraping up snow, eventually making another snowball and whizzing it in the direction she thought Winter stood. 'Thought' was the key word there; she clearly missed as her opponent had already walked away, her expression of irritation returning as her gaze locked onto the snow leopard now conversing with Xylia.
Flattening herself to the freezing ground, she slunk towards the two, ears slightly perked up to listen in as she attempted to retaliate through a sneak attack. Building walls? With the amount of snow they had, they could probably build a whole new castle, perhaps even a new village to accompany it. That sounded pretty fun, but she wanted revenge first. Once she was fairly close to Winter, she wildly swerved her paws to hopefully fling a wave of snow towards the larger feline's face, snickering and ducking away before pausing to speak and then flick her gaze over to the mounds of snow available. "We can make a whole new castle, probably."
they just tryna get reactions from me —
oh lord, an snowball fight. i held myself to the side-lines; watching as the nailed each other down or attempted to fling the cold compacted particles of water at each other. i haven't seen snow in a long time, just as xylia was thinking herself. "jesus. trying to kill each other, huh?" i would respond with a life as i plopped onto my haunches.
—they just distractin' me
Despite the suggestion to build some snow walls, and then a whole new castle of the stuff on Wei's part, she shuffled back a step and wriggled herself into the snow. Her gaze drifted to Ash as the comment almost made her grin, but she quickly returned to a more docile expression. They could play in the snow, and she could watch. It was fine. Everything was getting better since the move, but she had never felt like more of a stranger to herself. She couldn't trust them, just like she couldn't trust anybody before them. "A castle made out of snow does sound pretty neat."
IC: The snow hit Winter square in the face. The snow leopard shook it off, and was about to bombard the other feline with snow, but the snow castle idea prevented her from doing so. "I'll start on the walls!" She used to make the best snow walls as a cub. Her siblings found it hard to get past them.
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