Do You Wanna Build A Snowman?

The snow gathered upon the small snowball, making it greater and greater. It grew like a beast as it fed, the crunching of snow being picked up by it and being crushed underpaw were the sounds that reached his ears. So loud, at least to him, that he didn't even hear the approach of another sibling. He hadn't realized that his absence from the den had been noticed just yet. Taking a step back, the mocha boy would give a sneeze. The cold kinda made his nose hurt, but he wasn't done yet! This was going to be the best watch snowball ever!

Shrike would give a shake of his coat, and as he was turning his head back to the snowball at his paws he would see Finch. She seemed uncertain, one paw lifted. The boy would grin, dropping his front half to the ground and wriggling his butt in the air. "Well come on Finch don't just stand there~ Come have some fun if you're up!" He barked softly. Mis-matched eyes would shine brightly, mischievously, and with one forepaw he'd swoop some snow in her direction. She'd done it now! The mighty Shrike was on the loose and he was going to make her pay for interrupting him with staying up all night playing games! The torture!!

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