Breaking The Ice

Stormstrike grunted as he scrabbled for purchase on the ice-coated hilltop. "Careful!" He mewed, glancing at the cats behind him. "Dig your claws in as you walk so you don't slip."
The tom's rigorous hunting hadn't slowed because of the cold weather. His fur was thick, and he wasn't about to let a change in temperature dull his skills. "We're nearly there."

A few minutes later, the small patrol made it to the riverbank. "Frozen..." He sighed. Ivystar taught him how to break the ice lining the riverbank, but it wasn't particularly pleasant when it finally broke and sent you cascading down into freezing water. The stormy gray warrior huffed, standing on his hind legs and holding his front legs stiffly below him. With a faint grunt, he kicked his back legs off of the frosty earth, slamming his front paws onto the ice. He repeated this process two or three times, until a series of splintering cracks spread through the ice. The tom suddenly found himself faced with an ice-cold, half-frozen river. "Arg...!" He hissed, splashing into the water. He emerged moments later, spluttering and spitting. "Stupid ice..." He muttered, dragging himself onto the riverbank. "Alright, it's broken." He snarled, shaking out his pelt as best he could. "Lets fish before this Starclan-forsaken ice grows back."

Minkpaw strode behind the other cat, along with the rest of the patrol as Stormstrike lead them to a good spot on the river. Claws digging in like the tom told them to, he padded carefully across the icy ground, tongue sticking slightly out of the side of his mouth as he concentrated.
When they reached the river, he watched curiously as Stormstrike smashed into the ice repeatedly. As the ice shattered and sent the other tom tumbling into the water, he couldn't help but give a sympathetic wince, almost feeling the icy cold himself. Then when the other came up out with a splash, he got a first paw experience of just how cold it was, flinching as icy drops struck his face. This is gonna be great.... He moved forwards with the others, hiding his slight grimace as he crouched down beside the sludgy water of the river.

A pale calico followed behind Stormstrike. Her moderately fluffy pelt slightly fluffed against the chill as she sank her claws into the ice behind the dark tom. She observed as he broke the ice with a few mighty blows of his paw. Her green eyes bright with amazement as she watched, then scrambled forward to help him out of the icy river. Fortunately, her help was unneeded as he wriggled his way out, but she took in his damp state with a look of concern.

"That looked so cold! Are you alright?" She asked with concern as she looked down into the river below the ice. Flinching at the thought of getting her paws into the frigid water, she resolved to not let a single blow go to waste as she waited for a curious fish to rise to the surface. She slashed into the stream as a dark shadow raised, and flinched as she lowered her jaws to grab the slippery fish more securely before she dragged it onto the ice. Water splashing over her pale pelt, darkening it. "S-so cold..." She meowed unhappily as she shivered.

The member 'Cays' has done the following action : Dices roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 6