Packland excursion

Blah.

Life was boring!

The little prince bounded endlessly through the cold snow, short and stubby legs lost in the flakey goodness.  It was like walking through a winter wonderland.  Well, okay, it was a winter wonderland.  In all of this land, the boy wondered where his siblings had wandered off to.  His big brother Tibby was likely off being bored like Aeschylus was.  Vit was probably being sad somewhere...  Bacchus was just gone.  The ex-queen's babies were everywhere right now.  Then there was this gathering.

As soon as the scent of his brothers wafted into his nostrils, the boy bounced in place.  Snow was scattered sporadically about him, until he stood in an empty pit of just dirt.  With some swift leaps, the pup disappeared beneath the snow, digging a tunnel toward his brothers.  Too bad it was pretty obvious from the fact that it collapsed behind him and that he had to throw his head up obnoxiously to breath.  Once he had reached point B, the 'snow-shark' squealed and threw his head up.  "Rawr!  I'm the mighty Snow-Shark!"  With a flash of little white teeth, the boy scattered some more snow, playfully bouncing about.  What games would they play today?

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