As just about any fool could have predicted, Splashleap overcompensated for the stepping stones and skidded up against the bank of the frozen river. The side of her fur was now streaked in frozen dirt, and she had been slowed down a rather considerable amount, but she hadn't exactly been stopped? A small victory could be taken from this, perhaps, but she was now lagging slightly behind in a rather unfortunate manner. That was ok though. She recovered to stand on all four paws, slipping in a rather ungainly manner before reestablishing a stride. But then Brokenstream threw a massive wrench into her plan and progress, ordering three paws. She managed to get a balance, but her ability to skate forward was severely limited. Or....what if she used no legs at all. Dropping to her belly, Splashleap scrabbled at the ice with her hind paws. TECHNICALLY she was only using two paws!
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"Ohh NOO. I'msosorryI'msosorry—" The panicked apologies tumbled out of Berryshine's mouth as she stiffened, bracing herself to careen right into poor ol' Soaringpaw—!
And then, she felt teeth sink into her scruff and hoist her as if she were a kit. With a squeak of alarm, Berryshine craned her neck to see Brokenstream holding her. As she scrabbled to stand upright, she couldn't help the scoff that escaped her, the exhilaration and fear of impact having made her heart race and her lungs breathless. A twinkle of amusement glittered in her green eyes after she realized the danger had passed, giving Brokenstream a mock-glare.
"Ohh, real f-f-funny!" She huffed, flicking the Lionheart's shoulder with her tail. And yet, even as the medicine cat seemed frazzled and freaked out, she also realized she was having... fun. Sure, slipping on ice was sorta terrifying, but in the thrilling way? At least, if she knew someone was there to catch her, right? Berryshine gave Brokenstream a small nudge on his shoulder, adding lowly, "A-And thanks!" In response to saving her from the dreadful collision that would've ensued.
Now glancing at Soaringpaw, Berryshine was happy to see that the apprentice was already moving on. Good! "S-Sorry about that!" She called sheepishly, skin feeling hot under her fur. And as Brokenstream called out the next command, the small brown molly kept her grumblings quietly to herself — aw c'mon, she was just getting the hang of this, now she had to keep one paw up? Huffing, the she-cat did her best to shakily raise one of her forelegs, wobbling as she tried to keep balance.
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Oho, he was on fire. Oh yeah. Stagheart hadn't felt this exhilarated—in the fun way, that is—in a long time. It made him feel several moons younger than he was.
Part of him almost felt bad that he hadn't gone to try and stop the Berry-Soaring collision, but to be fair, he wouldn't have been able to get over in time with all his momentum. He hadn't been slowed at all, after all — not yet. Chuckling and giving Brokenstream a grateful nod as he whizzed on by, Stagheart glanced over his shoulder.
"He's right, Berry — we need ya for when I crash into the nearest tree," he joked, his voice as dry as ever, yet amused. Hearing the medicine cat complain about the obstacles was hilarious to him, too — the challenges just made it more fun. Of course, that was hard for the fearful she-cat to see when she could hardly keep her paws straight.
Hearing the Head Lionheart's next instructions, Stagheart's eyes narrowed in concentration as he ever-so-carefully lifted one of his forelegs. Snorting at himself, he felt as silly as a kit walking alongside a massive warrior, but it was the name of the game. And he was a bit too deep in now to give up. Okay, okay... so far, so good. Who else was with him, a bunch of apprentices? Was he really gonna sabotage some kids? Nah... not yet. He was better than that.
(Not till he had to, at least.)
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Duskleaf was slightly surprised by how close Irisdream sat to him, he smiled slightly as she sat down beside him. He couldn’t help but chuckle slightly as she mentioned that she’d probably make a fool of herself. "And ye'll not be the only one, that's for sure!" He laughed slightly, turning his gaze to the frozen river. If he wasn’t actually racing, Duskleaf would’ve enjoyed watching, sure this was guaranteed to become a comedy from the sidelines.
Duskleaf smiled in amusement at Irisdream's light tease about his little head start earlier, but felt his heart warm when he realised she was genuinely concerned about him getting an injury. "I’ll try to be careful — no promises though!" He laughed at the end, sure he'd be sliding all over the place in a minute! He turned his head as Brokenstream told everyone to race…on three legs? "We better join in before they leave us behind!" He said to Irisdream, before darting towards the frozen river, his back right leg raised, trying to use it for balance if he couldn’t use it for running.
"Hey, Stonepaw," The Lionheart donned a mischievous grin as he turned back towards the apprentice. "Why don't you come help me with the next task?" Without waiting for an answer, he scurried further up river. He hoped she would have fun with this, he felt bad that she wasn't participating.
As he finally made it to his destination, a small pile of softly-packed snow stood. Not dense enough that it would hurt anyone, of course, but actually soft enough to surprise their clanmates. Excitement and playfulness lit his face as he looked at Stonepaw. "Alright! What we're gonna do his take these snowballs and slide them on the course towards the racers!" He explained, looking proud of his idea. "Mind you, don't get on the raceway." The tom added quickly. "Just stand near the edge of the riverbank and roll them out." To demonstrate, Brokenstream quickly swatted two snowballs onto the track. "Come on! Let's go!"
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Mosspaw set down her paw, relieved. *Finally!* she thought to herself.
Suddenly, she felt soft, icy, cold fluff under her paws as she slid on the river. She looked down. A snowball had been crushed by her weight. She giggled and swatted the snow away. She looked up, returning to attention, when she noticed more snowballs rolling onto the icy track. "Watch out!" she called to her clanmates, nearly missing a small snowball. She giggled. This was fun! Now, to see if she could doge them all. That could be fun! She could make it into a game. *Dodge the snowballs!* she thought enthusiastically.
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Ah, Brokenstream wanted her help!? Stonepaw's ears perked up in surprise, and she tried her best to run after him. It wasn't too far of a trek, they just stopped further up the frozen river.
"Oh... I've made a snowball before," the apprentice meowed. With Soaringpaw and Fawnpaw that one time. ...Not like it was that great of an experience, but she did enjoy looking at all the snow.
Stonepaw had some slight reservations about throwing the snowballs at the racing cats, but it did sound fun. They were soft anyways, it's not like they could really hurt anyone. The concern came with how they would dodge them.
"R-Right!" Stonepaw quickly rolled up a snowball as well, trying to hold it together in her paw and throwing it onto the ice. Ah, that one didn't get very far. Brokenstream was already tossing them, she had to catch up! Stonepaw made a few more, which did better this time, hopefully proving a good obstacle for the cats playing.
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Things were..going decently well; Soaringpaw assumed she could get back on all fours now. And from the near hit Berryshine to the three legged..whatever thing..going back on a much more stable four legged sliding was..a much needed break. Oh, what's next, they're gonna have to dodge some some piles of snow? She's really not in the mood for that happening but knowing the nature of this game there's no guaranteed it won't happen until the race actually ends. Was she winning or..was she losing? The only thing she knew is that she was tied with a few other cats; an apprentice and two warriors. She was doing much better than she originally thought she would've and she didn't want to falter now of all times; and there's no backing down from the event by this point
When Mosspaw shouted for them to watch out, that caught Soaringpaw's attention. Crap. Snowballs. And that same apprentice that got hit by a snowball one point was helping?! What was this, revenge?? The she-cat tried to move herself a bit further from where the duo would've been standing by
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Snowball time! Adderstrike chuckled to herself softly, partly wishing that she was the one rolling the snowballs out but she was glad that her apprentice was the one who got to do this. She stopped looking back to her apprentice and back on the race. It shouldn't be that hard to dodge snowballs and if she stepped on one well.. Would she slip? She wasn't sure. This task didn't seem that challenging but there must be a trick to this... Or she was underestimating the sure might of the small snowball. There was only one way to know and that was to watch other cats stomping on them and maybe falling down. A soft smile ran across her face thinking about that, it was a very comedic image.
“Don’t go easy on ‘em Stonepaw! Bring them to snowball hell!” She called out to her apprentice before chuckling to herself. Hopefully her apprentice wouldn’t go easy on her, that wouldn’t be any fun! Though… She would remember any crimes done to her making her lose the race and would find a way to get pay back! Like… Throwing a snowball at him afterwards. Yes… Yes… very evil… And maybe she would do it anyways no matter what happened.
Irisdream was not comforted by the thought that she wouldn’t be the only one looking foolish out there, but something about Duskleaf’s enthusiasm was…contagious. She found herself laughing softly, and struggling to try and keep said laughter contained to its elegant tones. This cat was…certainly something different. Perhaps even special? Not in the negative sense of the word, he just had a different view of the world than she did. Something about it kind of reminded her of Wavebreaker…but no. She didn’t want to think of her ex right now.
She gave a small nod in response to his light-hearted comment. Truthfully, he wasn’t wrong. Irisdream was not fully convinced he’d be careful, but she couldn’t help her whiskers twitching in amusement and a little smirk on her maw. She also couldn’t help giving Brokenstream an astonished look at his “three legs only” rule. What in the stars?! How do I even- oh rat tails. There was no way this was going to look graceful now. But Duskleaf was already headed out onto the ice! Irisdream took a deep breath, unsheathing her claws for extra traction as she followed Duskleaf much more…slowly. She watched for a moment with a slight look of terror as Duskleaf just…strode into the ice like it was nothing.
She was starting to regret her decision.
The silvery she-cat hesitantly put her front claws on the ice, feeling an immediate shudder as the cold stabbed through her paw pads. Yep. This was a horrible decision. But it was quite literally too late to turn back. Even if she wanted to return to solid land, she’d had a difficult time getting there as she could feel her paw pads already slipping. No choice… Irisdream took a breath before shoving off, lifting one of her forepaws to her chest awkwardly, but it was the best way she could think of to maintain some control. As she slid haphazardly on the ice, legs struggling to maintain balance never mind any semblance of grace and decorum, she at least managed to catch up to Duskleaf.
Just when she was starting to get the hang of this, and flashed Duskleaf a joyful smile, Brokenstream once more added to her newfound reasons to hate him. Snowballs?! Seriously?! As one began to roll out onto their path, Irisdream tried to lightly nudge Duskleaf to the left and steer herself to the right in an attempt to avoid the snowball.
Breezepaw lost his balance, falling down onto the cold, frozen ice.
"Oh great mother of Starclan!!" He yelped feeling the cold ice on his face. Breezeapw sighed at his awful fail and got up, brushing the powdery snow off his face and paws and continued, trying to avoid the big snowballs. He had now fallen behind a couple cats but had relived himself but his paw still hurt, so he kept that paw in the air. He was only a little bit behind now but still NEEDED to get ahead. But he wasn't gonna cheat. That would send him further behind! He tried to skate right after a snowball was launched. He dove forwards and..
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