He hadn't missed how she jostled on the mule-- and pursed his lips together, hurrying forward before they jogged too far out of range. He picked up two heaping handfuls of snow, huffed in the cold air to keep pace, his leather boots crunching in the snow over the road...
He threw the snowball at the mule's haunches, and was well-rewarded when it grunted a winter-hoarse whinny and half-reared before bolting straightaway toward the long bridge and open gates of Skyhold in the near distance.
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He hadn't missed how she jostled on the mule-- and pursed his lips together, hurrying forward before they jogged too far out of range. He picked up two heaping handfuls of snow, huffed in the cold air to keep pace, his leather boots crunching in the snow over the road...
He threw the snowball at the mule's haunches, and was well-rewarded when it grunted a winter-hoarse whinny and half-reared before bolting straightaway toward the long bridge and open gates of Skyhold in the near distance.