Desolate Blizzard

Oho, he saw that little smile. That just added to his determination to make the girl burst out laughing. A memory clicked into place and that big grin caught a toothy glint to it.

As she sidestepped, he slammed on his brakes, skidding slightly on a patch of ice hidden in the snow as he wheeled, catching himself and diving low to nip just behind her left foreleg, not aiming to hurt, but definitely after the objective as his tail flagged cheerily over his hips and he wheeled away regardless of any success of “attack”.

Then he bolted, just in case he had landed the nip and gotten the expected response, a laugh escaping over his shoulder as he bounced in great leaps through the deep snow, up the trail to another wide mountain ledge where he spun to face back down the trail, rump in the air – mind, into the wind, so that was damn cold – and front legs spraddled out in front in a big boy , eyes glinting in challenge.

Word Count: 173
Total: 2609

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think