Prompt B

The winter season may be expected to come to a close in the near future, but it would not go quietly. Overnight, the weather had deposited a fresh and rather thick layer of snow on the land, leaving plenty of requests on the board for assistance with clearing the snowfall from larger areas. Not one to shy from physical labor, or to really be qualified for much else, Sqwydd had answered the most intensive of these ads as soon as he found the job requests available. Most recently, it has led him out to a training area for horses, and there he works to clear the way for the sessions.

Shovel left to the side, the otherworlder is relying instead on his own gifts granted by his nanites. On occasion, having large, malleable arms comes in quite handy, especially coupled with enhanced strength. Hands held together and flattened wide, he scoops down into the snow with barely a bend of his knees and lifts to fling each sweep of the snow well outside of the fence around the training area.

Keeping these shots aimed to a certain location for each section, he does occasionally stray a little...