Destiney couldn’t help but laugh, arms wrapped around her waist. Lance’s bewildered expression was too priceless. Snow still was falling off his hair where he had been hit with a snowball in the back of the head. Some down the collar of his armor.

“So this is how it is?” Lance asked with a raised brow at his cousin. A grin slowly spread across his face as he bent down to scoop up a handful of snow. This sent Destiney turning to sprint away. Still laughing of course. Lance gave chase as best as he could while still armored. Destiney’s warm lighter clothes offered her more movement then his own.

Destiney’s run towards freedom ended too quickly. Not seeing the small rock sticking up as it was covered with snow. As well as she had been too busy glancing back to see how close Lance had gotten. The snowball Lance had been preparing had been thrown just at that moment. The rock saving Destiney from the snowball to the back but it found a different target instead. A small Raen girl that neither of them had noticed in their merriment.

Both of them froze with wide eyes. A silent look between them. Lance was the first to move again, followed closely by Destiney.

“I’m so sorry for that. I fear my aim was poorly chosen. I do hope you are alright.” Lance apologized to the poor girl.