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02.Feb.19, 04:04 PM
R’dal’s enthusiasm paused at F’drel’s reply and it took a moment for his brain to process the clever way his friend’s mind worked. “So an egg. I mean, sure! And we could make a massive one because doing it life sized would be kinda boring.” He grinned mischievously as he had a feeling F’drel wouldn’t like the idea of pushing a ball of snow around forever. In fact, R’dal wasn’t even sure how big they could roll it. Snow seemed light but would it remain so all collected up like that? Would it become too heavy to pus after a certain point? Could the dragons continue pushing it? He was kind of excited to find out now and his teasing suddenly seemed more foolish than just making an egg.
“Let’s go start on a ball and we’ll decide if we want to make a giant egg or a snowman when it starts getting bigger!” R’dal didn’t want to talk about it forever, he actually wanted to go do it! While he was doing his best to respect F’drel’s space –except when it came to cuddles because they were always in synch when it came to that—and learn more about what the man liked and didn’t like—so the near-drowning incident wasn’t repeated— R’dal felt they were on the same page enough about snow to grab the greenrider’s hand and give it a tug before dragging F’drel outside and off to a prime parcel of snow.
When he stopped, he continued to hold F’drel’s hand—partly to make sure he didn’t run away, but mostly because he didn’t think to let go—and studied the untouched patch of snow. It was pretty like that; no footprints trudging through or bits of grass sticking up. R’dal almost felt bad to disturb it, but he knew someone else would if he didn’t and he really wanted to build something. Finally, F’drel was set free as R’dal dropped to his knees, recalling what he could from all studying others. He started patting snow together in his palm to form a ball, pleased when it actually stuck together and did what he wanted. So far so good! It was then placed on the ground and more snow was swept towards it and also patted onto the ball making it a bit bigger. Even better!
When bringing snow to the growing ball didn’t seem quite as efficient anymore, R’dal finally gave it a nudge to start rolling it and looked up at F’drel, surprise in his eyes. “It’s heavier than I thought it would be and it’s not even that big yet!” Snow was so cool and mysterious! “I’ll give it a few shoves and then you can have a turn! I bet we’ll have to work together when it gets too big.” Getting to his feet, R’dal bent over and started pushing the ball of snow until he felt he hogged the fun enough and stepped aside for F’drel to have a turn.
“Let’s go start on a ball and we’ll decide if we want to make a giant egg or a snowman when it starts getting bigger!” R’dal didn’t want to talk about it forever, he actually wanted to go do it! While he was doing his best to respect F’drel’s space –except when it came to cuddles because they were always in synch when it came to that—and learn more about what the man liked and didn’t like—so the near-drowning incident wasn’t repeated— R’dal felt they were on the same page enough about snow to grab the greenrider’s hand and give it a tug before dragging F’drel outside and off to a prime parcel of snow.
When he stopped, he continued to hold F’drel’s hand—partly to make sure he didn’t run away, but mostly because he didn’t think to let go—and studied the untouched patch of snow. It was pretty like that; no footprints trudging through or bits of grass sticking up. R’dal almost felt bad to disturb it, but he knew someone else would if he didn’t and he really wanted to build something. Finally, F’drel was set free as R’dal dropped to his knees, recalling what he could from all studying others. He started patting snow together in his palm to form a ball, pleased when it actually stuck together and did what he wanted. So far so good! It was then placed on the ground and more snow was swept towards it and also patted onto the ball making it a bit bigger. Even better!
When bringing snow to the growing ball didn’t seem quite as efficient anymore, R’dal finally gave it a nudge to start rolling it and looked up at F’drel, surprise in his eyes. “It’s heavier than I thought it would be and it’s not even that big yet!” Snow was so cool and mysterious! “I’ll give it a few shoves and then you can have a turn! I bet we’ll have to work together when it gets too big.” Getting to his feet, R’dal bent over and started pushing the ball of snow until he felt he hogged the fun enough and stepped aside for F’drel to have a turn.
