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SlytherinSistah And with the jolt of Beverly's speeding up, Cutty sat back and let the icey wind hit his face and muss his hair. He was going to look like a bird when they were done , but the thought was furthest from his mind. The excitement of gaining speed soothed that savage little beast and his mind drifted into a day dream.
A chunk of snow from the snowball was tossed into his face and jolted him awake. "
Bluugh!" He said looking a bit surprised as he had assumed Marisol would handle most of the work. "
Incendio!" He said shooting fire at the next snowball heading their way and causing it to drip until a small splash was all that hit him. Their own speed matched with that of the flying snowballs, made the impact greater and the reaction time smaller. Best be on the lookout.
Riding at unrestricted speed was the BEST feeling ever; the wind in her face, her long hair billowing behind her. Maybe she should have tied it up, but whatever. Marisol and Cutty could so with some cherry blossom scented insulation.
The obstacle course only made it better.
Beverly jerked at the reins, getting the Granian to move to the right in order to avoid collision with another team. Unfortunately, that put them in the line of range of snowball fire. "Look ou--!" Just barely, she caught as a snowball hit Cutty square on his face.
"Mordaunt! What are you doing, daydreaming?" Come on! Eyes on the road. This was a challenge, not a time to play around.