He laughed in delight when he noticed that she followed. His plan, such as it was, was working. While she was not exactly playing with him, it was close enough and he was having fun. He cut back through the village, his feet digging into the packed snow as he pressed his advantage. What he did not account for was her superior aim. The snowball hit him dead center in his back and he swore there had to be ice in it. There was no way a girl could pack snow more firmly than he could.
He spun around and ran back, the last of his prepared snowballs still in hand. "My turn to be it!" He called out with childish joy and eager fun, a smile stretched from cheek to cheek. He was determined to have fun today and drag her kicking and screaming along with him if he had to. It was not as if there was anyone else to play a game with him, and she did not seem like a horrid child, if a bit violent.
That part was easily waived off though, as all of them were a bit bloodthirsty when the situation called for it. Brennan, despite his friendly act, was no exception. Was it such a crime to have fun once and awhile?