MORTAL... snowball fight.

The snowball shattered as it made contact with Nights Hoof. It was easy to block and dodge, when she can see the muscles moving. Grinning at Shala she turned to Indigo "It appears two of your soldiers are no longer functional." She pointed at Intel and Icarus.

Her sprained wing hung limply at her side and the other was folded tightly against her body. the adrenaline fading the cold became apparent. "Its your move General, shall we continue, or shall we Call it a day and Take Icarus in before he catches his death?"

Indigo looks back at his slapped together squad.

"I think it's best to regroup and tend to the wounded. And I prefer Colonel."

Intel struggled to his feet after the impromptu celebration. "I wasn't down, I was just...waiting." He smiled broadly. "Anyway, what-" He stopped himself asking the question. Instead he stared at they sky, trying to figure out where the sun was on a cloudy winter's day.

Shala frowned at her blocked snowball. She didn't mind that one so much. The next snowball aimed for Indigo's face, though, she did care to hit with.

"That's for starting it Colonel Mustard!" She before running off in the other direction toward town, hoping to escape any retaliation.

Night Laughed and stepped away from Indigo, not wanting to get splattered by second hand snow. "You got to earn Colonel honey." She started to trot after Shala, Her wing would be sore for an hour or so, so she would be grounded until then.

"Anypony know a good Cafe?" She called back at the boys.

Indigo followed behind with his snow filled mane. Shala would get hers.

"You called me general, can I not request a more modest title? Aaaand... I know a good cafe. It's over by the train station."