Redhawk Caldera dead of winter

She heard his muffled shout as the wave of snow hit him. Raven smirked but didn't let up on the siege. By the time her hind legs tired a moment later and she turned to see whether she'd made a snowman of Lagan, he had... vanished? She nearly screamed when he popped up in her face, snow crystals clinging to his ruff as he spat a mixture of snow and ice cold water over her neck and shoulders.

"Lagan!" she screeched in surprise. "You butt!" she added, somehow managing to grin and grimace simultaneously. Raven laughed, then made to sock the boy playfully in the jaw. Forget the snow, it was down to fisticuffs now!