[dino.]

Okay. Swanpaw seemed... maybe fine now, and with Redhawk's description and demonstration, Elkpaw figured this wouldn't be too difficult to pull off. Tongue sticking out, he moved away from his sister to scrabble up the tree again to a low and unoccupied branch.

This would feel weird, kind of like a squirrel, but this was a ThunderClanny skill that he was excited to learn! He bunched up his legs and wiggled his butt, focused on a slushy patch of snow, and pounced - swiping the air with his claws before attempting to do the roll. Instead he hit the ground at an awkward angle and more so tumbled than rolled, ending up in a very wet snow bank and a tangle of limbs.

Elkpaw scrambled up with a yelp and bushed fur, and streaked out of the snow, scattering slush everywhere behind him. "COLD!" he shrieked.