The snow was perfect - powdery and smooth. They carved through the trees, their boards gliding effortlessly over the surface. Max was in his element, feeling free and alive.

As they reached the bottom of the mountain, Jake pointed to a steep slope above. "Hey, want to try that?" he asked, grinning.

As they rode the chairlift up, the stars began to twinkle in the night sky. The mountain was quiet, with only a few other riders out. Max and Jake dropped in, feeling the rush of the cold air on their faces.