He didn’t say much, Mati had noticed long ago. The rest of them had gotten on talking the moment their voice had come to them, and still Salem saved his words for only the rarest of moments. But to his sister, he didn’t need to say anything. His actions spoke much louder, letting her know how he felt and what sort of a mood he was in. It was even easier sometimes; just not having to find the words what would make up a reply.
Snow tinted toes reared, and batted at her. Powder sprayed and Mati tried to duck out of their way. Her large body was slow, and with her uneven stature she wasn’t able to maneuver around the blow. They hit her, with just enough force to bring her back to her side. Teeth unlatched from his ear as she attempted to regain her balance and get back to her paws.
She found that the trick was in staying on her feet, bobbing and weaving to avoid any attacks. Though she usually ended up tripping over her own round toes and falling strait on her chin. Mocking his growl she matched it with her own billowing rumble. She kicked snow into his face, a feeble attempt to blind him until she could get back on her paws. All the while her mouth sought out his legs, the closest thing as she swam through the snow with kicking feet.
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