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Post by Silver on Dec 10, 2009 17:08:07 GMT -5
Ravenclaw's breath hovered in the air in front of him, reminding him that Leaf-bare was here for another harsh few moons. Above him, patches of gray sky were visible between the trees; behind him, Morningpaw trotted after him, eager for training. He paused in a slight clearing, the branches of the trees intertwining above his head to create a shield from the falling snow. Experimentally, he kneaded the ground, pleased to find it wasn't completely frozen. Frost decorated the foliage, giving the forest a look of being trapped, frozen in time. Satisfied, Ravenclaw turned to Morningpaw. "Normally when I want to work on hunting skills, we'd go by the river. Unfortunately, the dawn patrol reported that the ice is thick enough to walk on, so this is the next best place. As you can see, there aren't big piles of snow here, so it should be easier to move around and stay quiet," he informed his apprentice. "Anyway, lets start. What can you scent, besides me?" he joked lightly.
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