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She had to agree that there were not really very many great things about winter. When he assured her that he thought they were about half way through the cold season, the empath smiled. She trusted his observation completely; he had been here surviving these winters long before she came, so she figured that probably made him an expert. She looked at him curiously when he stated there was something good about winter. She found that hard to believe. It was pretty she guessed, but spring was way prettier. He confusion only grew when he stated that reason was snow. She was about to ask what on earth could be good about snow, but she was interrupted by the something flying at her. The cold stuff landed right on her face, and she was briefly frozen with surprise, unsure at first what had even happened. When it registered, she laughed and gave Charon a playful glare. That's not very Alpha-like, she teased, shaking the snow from her fur. Grinning, she used her paw to send an unfortunately smaller pile of snow at him. Without looking to see if it even connected with Charon, she laughed again and took off running. If he wanted to throw more snow at her, then he would have to catch her first.