Let's not build snowmen
08-26-2018, 08:46 PM
They were in total agreement; the snow beasts were weird as heck. That made it even more amusing when Corvus took her question as a challenge. A small smirk played at her lips, exposing one of her pointy canines as she reguarded her sibling for a moment to ensure he wasn't simply joking. "I dunnooo, not sure you're the creative type." she giggled in an effort to goad him further.
Prancing after him in a high-stepping trot, Rhea's smirk turned into a grin as she watched her brother trying to gather up the snow. She was happy to help, curious how the snow-wolves had been made and eager to try and recreate - ideally with better results - whatever the creator had done to make them. After some contemplation, she took a great big bite of the snow. Her jaws were gentle enough to just begin to squish it, but only enough so it stuck in a small not-so-round ball. Setting it down, she nosed the snowball around, tail swishing to and fro with excitement as it began to pick up more and more of the loose snow.
She had to remind herself that she couldn't make their snow-wolf too large, and stopped when it was roughly the size of a grown wolf's chest. Turning to Corvus to see how he was doing, she suddenly turned thoughtful when she looked back towards her work. After a bit she called, "Wait, how're we gunna stick the head on?"
Prancing after him in a high-stepping trot, Rhea's smirk turned into a grin as she watched her brother trying to gather up the snow. She was happy to help, curious how the snow-wolves had been made and eager to try and recreate - ideally with better results - whatever the creator had done to make them. After some contemplation, she took a great big bite of the snow. Her jaws were gentle enough to just begin to squish it, but only enough so it stuck in a small not-so-round ball. Setting it down, she nosed the snowball around, tail swishing to and fro with excitement as it began to pick up more and more of the loose snow.
She had to remind herself that she couldn't make their snow-wolf too large, and stopped when it was roughly the size of a grown wolf's chest. Turning to Corvus to see how he was doing, she suddenly turned thoughtful when she looked back towards her work. After a bit she called, "Wait, how're we gunna stick the head on?"
