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Skill: Klutz (1/5)
The snow bent itself to her bidding, splashing across Alder and bringing him to a grinding halt. His snarl did not dissuade her, however, as she hopped a couple times before settling into the bow once more.
Solvi beamed a grin his way when he stared at her in confusion, stamping the ground with her extended forelegs in renewed challenge.
She simply had no idea she had waged snow war with a snowplow made canine.
The glee of her success was short-lived, however, when he wordlessly turned away from her. Her heart sank to her paws as she felt her good-intentioned plan begin to unravel. Whatever she had expected from her initiation of play, she hadn't foreseen him simply leaving.
Solvi's glib expression drained away, her brows creasing in concern as she began to straighten her frame. Maybe she had stepped over a boundary or he didn't have the fortitude right now - she was a fool to think that a game was something he would have any interest in right now.
Her apology never completed its circuit, however, as she was assaulted by an avalanche of snow just as her body rose to its normal stature. The brunt of Alder's counterattack stopped her dead in her tracks, the force pushing her back onto her rump in a sprawl of legs. Her neck craned back awkwardly, balancing what seemed like the highlands' worth of snow on her head.
For all intents and purposes, she was more snowball than wolf.
She instinctively shook, sending the majority of the snow scattered all around her, though it left her whiskers and most of her fur frosty for the effort.
As realization flooded in, a string of giggles pulled from her and an impish expression spread across her features. He had deceived her. Her ears slanted back as she gathered herself for her next maneuver, determination etched into her eyes. He was bigger than her and clearly had the upper hand in that regard considering the cannon ball of snow he launched at her, but how well could he hit a moving target?
Solvi began to launch her offensive, using her muzzle as a makeshift shovel to send (much smaller) lumps of snow in his general direction, but as soon as the snow had lift-off, she hopped away in an effort to not stay in one spot where she might invite a counterattack from the Red Snowplow.
Solvi beamed a grin his way when he stared at her in confusion, stamping the ground with her extended forelegs in renewed challenge.
She simply had no idea she had waged snow war with a snowplow made canine.
The glee of her success was short-lived, however, when he wordlessly turned away from her. Her heart sank to her paws as she felt her good-intentioned plan begin to unravel. Whatever she had expected from her initiation of play, she hadn't foreseen him simply leaving.
Solvi's glib expression drained away, her brows creasing in concern as she began to straighten her frame. Maybe she had stepped over a boundary or he didn't have the fortitude right now - she was a fool to think that a game was something he would have any interest in right now.
Alder, wait,she said quickly.
I am-
Her apology never completed its circuit, however, as she was assaulted by an avalanche of snow just as her body rose to its normal stature. The brunt of Alder's counterattack stopped her dead in her tracks, the force pushing her back onto her rump in a sprawl of legs. Her neck craned back awkwardly, balancing what seemed like the highlands' worth of snow on her head.
For all intents and purposes, she was more snowball than wolf.
She instinctively shook, sending the majority of the snow scattered all around her, though it left her whiskers and most of her fur frosty for the effort.
As realization flooded in, a string of giggles pulled from her and an impish expression spread across her features. He had deceived her. Her ears slanted back as she gathered herself for her next maneuver, determination etched into her eyes. He was bigger than her and clearly had the upper hand in that regard considering the cannon ball of snow he launched at her, but how well could he hit a moving target?
Cheap shot!she taunted, though was unsuccessful in keeping the mirthful laughter from reaching her tone.
Solvi began to launch her offensive, using her muzzle as a makeshift shovel to send (much smaller) lumps of snow in his general direction, but as soon as the snow had lift-off, she hopped away in an effort to not stay in one spot where she might invite a counterattack from the Red Snowplow.
![[Image: SolviSigVIV.gif]](https://sig.grumpybumpers.com/host/SolviSigVIV.gif)
Solvi's braids are not as tidy as displayed in her art
