Raven looked back in time to see the face full of snow that Lorna was showing, and all but collapsed with laughter. It was the first time in much longer than she cared to remember that she was really just having fun. It was amazing, and she appreciated the arrival of this girl all the more for it. Never all that talented at making (and keeping) friends, maybe this was a sign of something changing in that respect.
"Stop giving me ideas!" Raven called back as she slid behind a log, lying flat on the ground and gathering snow up quickly. She didn't even think she could just turn white, perhaps someone wearing all white. It was something she could experiment with later, but for now she was all too focused on the current snowball fight to think about any of that.
"Come out come out wherever you are," she yelled in a sing-song voice, slowly creeping up from her hiding place and peeking her head over the log. "Or are you just a chicken?"