Mission: Resurrection Part one - Chapter one
"i'm sure she doesn't mean that type of pole snowball." dr. arileen hissed at the mechanic. sir erroh only rolled his eyes.
March to Dead Chapel
In an instant, countless lives were thrown away simply because of that snowball effect started by the few. since then, we've bounced across servers, taking an oath to stop that from ever happening again.
Ember Tails, ch3 (pt.2)
It certainly wasn't enough to go sledding or make snowballs/snowmons, but they definitely enjoyed being outside to enjoy the dusting of white.
Star's Tales 1: Rewrite
Icepaw and i were exuberant cubs, we enjoyed our time playing in the snow getting into snowball fights with several of the other cubs there, icepaw's coat giving hir an advantage in such activities.
A Christmas Truce
We talked about anything bar the war - family christmases long past, snowball fights, singing carols door-to-door with rewards of mince pies and mulled cider.
A Peter Gray and Simon King Christmas (story gift)
They enjoyed the schnitzel, as well as what the small street's christmas festival offered, from a pair of familiar humans singing festive hymns to a snowball fight between cubs. yet they weren't finished.
A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:15
"i'm _'snowball'._" qali interjected. "and she's 'chuckles'." qali added, stabbing a claw in ada's direction. the hyena sneered slightly. "yeah, see. i don't like dat one, but it's what stuck." "s-so what are you gonna c-call me?"
Kubla Khan
He produced a small snowball in one foreclaw and tossed it, softly and under-pawed, towards the fox's bare hindpaws. the powdery snow scattered softly and began to melt in the spring sun. "not all of us are like that."
Silver's Stories The Younger Years WIP
The snowball fight, got fierce fast, the cul-de-sac turning into a battle field. balls of frosty doom flying at whom ever, no real aim or teams, just everyone for themselves.
Big Cats and Labradors
Now, it had snowballed into a full snow leopard transformation which was much harder to swallow. strangest of all, when nala pinned simba, tail, paws and belly transformed too.
Mocha's Cutiemark - Story
He loved snow - the way it felt under his hooves, crackling and crunching as he walked; the way it tickled his cheeks as the flakes landed on him; all the different sizes of snowball he could make and throw at his two older brothers.
In Medias Res
It would be great--nobody outgrows a good snowball fight either, and i'd be glad to show them what kind of a person i've become." he paused again. "but i'd have much less to show them." for once, max seemed genuinely perplexed, if only slightly.