Hazelstorm ~ she/her
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The tabby pushed forwards with all her strength. Well, winging it hadn't been a bad idea. There was a clear stretch here but it was too clear for it to be intentional. Hazelstorm wedged her claws in the ice below, slowing herself but still drifting forwards on all four paws, her green eyes narrowed in suspicion. A snowball hurled through the air, missing her head by inches and Hazelstorm whipped her head around, glaring fiercely. Snakeheart was at the sidelines, throwing snowballs at them! Furious, Hazelstorm gritted her teeth, bending her legs slightly and her head, so that she was in a hunter's crouch position. If she kept herself low, perhaps not too much snowballs would hit her.
Determinedly she slid forwards, speeding up gradually, trying to cross.Once or twice a couple of snowballs flew above her. The air was thick with snowballs being thrown constantly, Hazelstorm doubted Snakeheart could even see her. He probably was just throwing aimlessly.She powered forwards,hoping to get past this snowball-area.