Snowball Fight - Winter Olympics, Year 14

Úlfr didn't want to rest. He wanted to play! The sun was shining brightly now on the fresh fallen snow from the blizzard the night before. It was just begging to have a brave pup go running through it but his new momma thought they should rest, even though they hadn't even gone that far! Pouting he flopped down in the snow, staring at Valdis' butt. He was tempted to go running off but he had a sneaking suspicion she wasn't really asleep. He could see her ears twitching every so often.

Stretching his front paws forward he started to bat at the snow, moving it and working it before it suddenly dawned on him that he could make a ball of it. Shifting his weight to his hind legs he started rolling the snow into a ball… well, it was more of a lumpy oblong shape than a ball but he really was trying. Satisfied he debated what to do with his snowball before his eyes rested on his adoptive mother's back side. He grinned. Úlfr turned around, shifted his weight forward then kicked out with his back legs to send the snow ball flying right toward Valdís. It landed with a satisfying splat right on target causing Úlfr to let out a cheer. A lovely, wild cheer that was very suddenly cut short by the glare he was now getting. Oops…