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Skill: Klutz (2/5)
There was something charming in seeing Alder slip into the playful confidence he embodied. Solvi distantly was grateful her plan seemed to be working in some form or fashion, but she couldn't allow his cute very-normal face as he insisted his strike was "priceless" to distract her from the true object of this whole interaction: Victory.
Her tactic was working - not all of the snow she flung found its mark, but at least some of her glancing blows collected around the Northfall wolf's shoulders. Still, he stood strong and almost unfazed. If she had been smarter, she might have been suspicious of his biding, but she suspected nothing as she merrily lobbed snow at him and reveled in her success.
She would certainly win - whatever benchmark there was for winning a snowball fight or who decided the victor in such a thing.
It could never be said that Solvi was of a high caliber of intellect. Her advice might at times seem sage or knowing, but she would just as easily suggest leaping from a cliff at the prospect of a fun plunge into the waiting waters below it. Her survival instincts were subpar in almost every way which once again served her poorly as she unwittingly took the bait Alder had laid out before her.
He feinted, spurring her to counter by hopping to the right as he intended. She didn't even see the wall of white coming until it crashed onto her, burying her once again with a soft
Two could play at the game of deception, she decided, as she fought the temptation to squirm from her snowy prison.
Instead of freeing herself, she waited, stilling her body despite the hum of energy that demanded motion. If Alder dared approach Snow Fort Solvi to inspect the damage, she would pounce - bringing the mound of snow he had thrown hurtling back at him with the force of her small frame behind it.
Cheap!Solvi insisted in sing-song as she leapt into motion.
It will not work twice.She did not realize she insulted The Mother in that moment and She flexed her fate - one did not tell The Mother what would and would not happen.
Her tactic was working - not all of the snow she flung found its mark, but at least some of her glancing blows collected around the Northfall wolf's shoulders. Still, he stood strong and almost unfazed. If she had been smarter, she might have been suspicious of his biding, but she suspected nothing as she merrily lobbed snow at him and reveled in her success.
She would certainly win - whatever benchmark there was for winning a snowball fight or who decided the victor in such a thing.
It could never be said that Solvi was of a high caliber of intellect. Her advice might at times seem sage or knowing, but she would just as easily suggest leaping from a cliff at the prospect of a fun plunge into the waiting waters below it. Her survival instincts were subpar in almost every way which once again served her poorly as she unwittingly took the bait Alder had laid out before her.
He feinted, spurring her to counter by hopping to the right as he intended. She didn't even see the wall of white coming until it crashed onto her, burying her once again with a soft
Oof.Her world was consumed by darkness save for the granular texture of snow she could faintly detect.
Two could play at the game of deception, she decided, as she fought the temptation to squirm from her snowy prison.
Instead of freeing herself, she waited, stilling her body despite the hum of energy that demanded motion. If Alder dared approach Snow Fort Solvi to inspect the damage, she would pounce - bringing the mound of snow he had thrown hurtling back at him with the force of her small frame behind it.
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Solvi's braids are not as tidy as displayed in her art
