Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3991308-20190113162948/@comment-31597382-20190118151730

Foxella stood at the edge of the pond, looking frustrated. She was watching the many skaters, and looking for someone, as evident by her turning her head every which way. A snowball pelted her in the shoulders.

"Well played Liam." She said, turning around, narrowly avoidingg etting smacked with another snowball.

The culprit in question jumped out from behind a tree. Liam was dressed in a green snowsuit and black boots.

Foxy was wearing a black coat and black boots, and orange gloves printed with black pawprints. Her tail was thicker and bushier, as was her hair, which could be chalked up to the fact that in winter, foxes went "floof."

"Snowball fight or snowsculpture contest?" Liam asked, tossing a snowball up and down.

"Snow sculpture contest." Foxy said. "You've hit me often enough already."