It had been early when the unlikely pair had risen from their slumber and headed out to make the most of the day. The snow had fallen through the night leaving a unmarred white carpet throughout the forest covering anything smaller than three inches in height. Inhaling deeply the steely stallion enjoyed the refreshing scent of freshly fallen snow and the rich earthy odor left by the many evergreens surrounding them. While the temperature had been on the cooler side it was still a nice change from the sweltering heat that the summer had thrown at them. Walking along beside him was his best friend and bonded who seemed to be more interested in whatever creatures were scurrying around underneath the thickened layer of underbrush than anything he was doing. Her eyes were the size of saucers as she scanned the area for any tasty morsels that might just cross their path unable to see them with the hazy fog.

As the morning progressed there were no other strange happenings well other than Kiara’s rather gruesome capture of her breakfast rabbit. “What do you say to a bit of sparring practice before we head back home?” Gazing over to where Kiara had just finished cleaning herself up he watched for her reaction to see if she might be game for some fun. Their last training session had gotten cut short thanks to the man-eating moss attacks so they could use some extra time to fine tune their skills and practice. Amused chuckling sounded from her throat at the reminder of the crazy moss dilemma they had found themselves in. While she said nothing in response it was not hard to tell that she was up for whatever came their way. Breaking into a trot to find a suitable area for a potential battle Kiara bounded after him eager to hone her predatory skills. As he slowed he flinched as the graceful feline leapt up onto his back trying to be careful not to lacerate her bonded in the process. “What are you doing?” He asked silently turning his head to face her questionably. Blinking her eyes she sat down on his thick hindquarters before motioning over to one of the large evergreens nearby with her paw. Before he could question her further a vision of their last spar portrayed before him showing him how she wanted things to be done. "Since when do you get to call the shots?" He chided her with fake horror. There was no point trying to argue with her as she was probably just as stubborn as he was. Sighing in defeat the stallion only rolled his eyes playfully before striding over to the lowest branches of the tree as requested.

Turning around once he felt his bonded leap off to concoct her plan while he according to Kiara made "himself useful". Calling out loudly to whoever might be in the area he proceeded to walk around the area to figure out what all could be used to his advantage should someone answer his call. Looking back when he was satisfied that his hoof prints mapped out the area for his own personal knowledge he searched for his companion without moving a step from where he had stopped. High up in one of the trees she sat perched completely concealed from view waiting. If he could not sense her there he would have easily walked right by here and not known any better. Perhaps this could work… well not that he would admit it aloud. Raising his head proudly and straightening his frame he mentally and physically tried to prepare himself for whatever lay ahead.


Ciceron talks
Ciceron thinks
Kiara speaks


Setting: It is a early morning in the deep forest with a couple centimeters of fresh snow on the ground. Deep into the forest you find a small clearing where the trees have thinned out except for the younger medium sized evergreens placed around at random. The air is cold enough to see your breath and there is a thin layer of fog around ground level.
Attacks: 1/1 Opening, 0/3 attacks, + 0/1 closing
Time: Unlimited
Use of companions, items, magic allowed
Words: 610