[Action]

_{[Well, he's going to assume it's her. She knows where HE is - him, he has to take chances.]

[So he does, swiftly turning and tossing a snowball in that direction, eyes narrowing as he scans the area. Still quiet. Maybe she'll give herself away.]

[If it WASN'T her, there's still a small chance she might react to it if she was close by, after all.]

[He's got a few snowballs in his coat pockets at this point because they are big and easily accessible enough, and he's just lurking behind his tree.]

[.. and yes. Yes, it's SO intense and actually a TON of fun. Who knew sneaking around could be such a blast when there aren't real weapons involved?]}