Snowball Fight - Winter Olympics, Year 14

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Magnus was finding himself venturing far from the packs lands more often lately, wanting to explore and figure out this land farther than his own doorstep. The snow was frigid and he'd failed to bring something to keep him warm, but he wouldn't let himself freeze out here even without it. He kept his body moving at a quick pace towards where he'd fought with Azure before once he'd heard commotion near by enough to warrant his curiosity. He couldn't tell what was going on, but as the group of wolves came into view, he tilted his head as he watched for a moment.

Some were packing the snow into balls while another had launched one with a back paw and sent it flying across the field. He smirked, watching the projectile sail towards it's target. He didn't need to watch much longer to decide that he wanted in on this little game, and followed suit in crafting his own snowballs to launch at the hopefully unsuspecting targets. Mimicking the one that had kicked it with a hind paw, he launched his own snowball towards Tamsyn, who he'd only just recognized before launching the snowball at her.
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