Stone Circle Entertain me

Ira's orange eyes fixed on the pup. In a way, Arlette was not wrong. It would be less work to just go with it and see if everything worked out. She would demonstrate that same thinking as she took off sliding about halfway down the hill before slowing to a stop. She had to give the kid credit, even if she was not fully convinced, she would give in to the pups thinking. What was the worst that could happen after all?

The stone colored pelt would back up, possibly out of view to Arlette, but only for a short moment. She had seen the pile of snow that gathered around the white pup slowing her down, and it was possible with enough speed and a different approach that she could improve her method. Soon she would push forward with a few fast strides and tuck her front paws to slide down the hill in almost a torpedo fashion (although not as fast). Thanks to her running headstart, Ira would slide a bit further down the hill than where the white wolf had stopped. Unfortunately, since she did not have the shield of her paws, snow would be hitting her face and by the time she stopped there would be a small pile atop her head when she turned to look back at the pup. 

Ira pushed herself up and shook the snow off of herself before turning up the hill to head towards the pup giving her a small pat with the side of her leg as she passed. She had been rather pleased by her distance even if she was going to be cold and wet later, but she had to admit the rush was a bit fun, even for the hardworking wolf. Beat that~ Her usual stone face held the hint of a grin and if Arlette was looking she might even catch a quick wink.