[dino.]

SO. Elkpaw had been distracted. Oops. It wasn't his fault the grass looked edible, okay? It didn't TASTE good, but hey, learning experience, don't eat grass.

He spat a blade back out as Redhawk approached, trying to look innocent. No grass-eating here, none at all. With her encouragement, he reached up on his hind legs to sink his claws into the bark and start pulling himself up. Hey, this was just like that one time he tried to scale the nursery!

Tongue poking out in concentration, Elkpaw made his way slowly up to the lowest hanging branch. "I'M DOING IT!" he shrieked. "REDHAWK LOOKATMELOOK!"