Snowforest Taiga [feast] deimeika

His invitation to dance in their ancient ways was accepted. Naturally at home in the snow, with his thick coat, the boy wasn't in the least bit shy of a romp in the white powder. In fact, the more that peppered and clung to his hairs, the better.

For once, his brother, Arius, was not welcome, should he make a bid to join in. His thick plume of a tail sliced at the air, while she bowed down and skipped away. He half grumbled, half whined, pawing at the snow, to flick a dusting towards where she once had been. 

Then he pursued, diving through the currents as naturally as a fish would in water. He reached out, teeth snapping harmlessly inches away from the delicate tips of an elusive tail. He swerved to the right, glancing to see if she might be in pursuit.