Cole's flung to the side, landing side-first in the snow. Well. That wasn't expected. He just lays there for a moment before deciding to actually get up.

Getting to his feet, Cole rubs at his shoulder. Unknown to him, he's totally going to wake up with a bruise there tomorrow morning. "That was fun at the start," he offers, with a little nod. Because hey, it definitely was. The start was nice, that hitting a rock and falling over part really wasn't.