All terrain paws

Ember nodded her approval to each of their answers and Hal felt a surge of pride in his chest. He liked being right and being praised, so their teacher was just doing everything right to stroke his ego, something the boy definitely didn't need. While the Hallows girl explained how each of their answers was correct, Hal took a look around their terrain, spotting patches of exposed mud and some upturned rocks in the snow. Those could definitely make a battlefield treacherous. Attention was called to Rúna and Björn specifically, leading them into the next part of their lesson. Ember wanted them to try to knock over their opponents without falling over themselves. Well, that seemed easy enough!

Exchanging a quick knowing glance with his brother, Hallvarðr gestured towards Rúna with a subtle tip of his head. With his silent suggestion said, Hal then turned on his heels and lunged for Rúna, snarling to ham up the dramatics of their lesson as he aimed to throw his entire body at Rúna and sweep her off her paws before any real fighting even began. But Hal had not been expecting the ground to be so slippery, and as soon as he lunged for Rúna, his paws slipped out from under him, and the viking prince would up eating shit instead, landing face down in the snow and mud. Shoot... So much for that plan.