[dionysus]

[ @ghostwriter @jimothy ]
(lol)

The snow puns sent Eelsting into a fit of laughter- mostly snorts and suppressed wheezes- and he trotted a circle around the grumpy Larkstripe.

“Well, it’s nice to snow you still have a sense of humor!”

As for Firesweep, Eelsting shot the other warrior a grin and lapped him once before jogging toward the entrance to camp. It was tome to get this show on the road! Despite Eelsting’s cheer and assertion that Lark needed to put some pep in his step if he wanted to warm up, Eelsting himself was feeling the cold seeping through his fluff.

“Sounds like a good idea, Sweepy, Lark looks like he might shatter like an icicle of a strong wind blows him over.”

Of all things, the last thing Eelsting expected was for Larkstripe to sail into a snow bank. So the eloquent tom did have an adventurous side! The smoky warrior beamed and wiggled his toes with glee, already coming up with a mischievous plan. Tucking in his head like a ram, the warrior huffed and ran at Firesweep, trying to shove the fellow feline into the snowball with Larkstripe. Eelsting himself couldn’t be left out, though- obviously- so he took a running leap and dove head first into the white fluff, snorting and hiccuping out snow as he went.