As he packed his 3rd snowball, Nathan heard footsteps behind him and froze. Whoever ever it was was like a ninja or something because the steps were close enough now that he didn't have time to run. He was caught. He prepared himself to feel a cold shiver hit his spine. But it didn't come. Except he heard a familiar, friendly voice. Nathan grinned with his back turned to Wolf who had snuck up on him. He finished packing his snowball then raised his hands to show that he was unarmed, leaving his weapons on the ground, before turning towards Wolf.
"Waiting for people to show up. I hope it isn't completely lame," he put his hands down. "But thanks for coming. It's still a little early."