As Sephiroth trekked on ahead, you followed not far behind him. The soft, cold powder crunched beneath your feet. Though, you were going to set up camp soon, and you felt like causing a little mischief. You crouch down and take a pile of snow into your gloved hands, shaping it into a ball and tossing it at Sephiroth's back. "Gah-! What was—" He turns back, and sees you giggling, before going to form his own snowball.