Faster yet

Alarik just raised a brow when Ashemdai leaned into his space and gave a lopsided smile. He was cheeky, wasn't he? But, his response made sense. Why make a competition out of something you have no chance of winning?

But then, Alarik had all his attention and energy focused on piling as much snow as possible onto his back. It was harder than it sounded. But fortunately, he had a friend to help him out, scooping snow onto him until he felt literally pounds heavier with all the snow his fur was holding. He grinned at Ashmedai from under the coat of white. "Thanks, pal," he said. This snow cloud was going to be so awesome.