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Light. Darkfire woke up at the piercing light. He blinked, trying to figure out where he was, but all he could see was the blankness surrounding him. Only when his eyes focused he saw snow all around him, and eventually followed by the numbing coldness. He stood up and shook his pelt, which was covered entirely with snow. Darkfire wandered aimlessly, all that he cared now is to escape from the freezing cold. Maybe he could find a abandoned den somewhere... and wait until the snowstorm was over. Finally, he sank to the snow covered ground, his body weak from the long trek and the cold, the crystal white snow piling up next to him... Then all o

Darkfire could feel exhaustion creeping into his paws. he had been digging around the debris hoping to locate his apprentice under the mass of fallen rocks. The adrenaline from the previous battle has long passed, leaving behind a numbing sensation, brought by the cold icy winds of leaf-bare. The world has faded entirely to black and white, except for the few splashes of colour here and there: the green of the grass, the red of blood... ...and the brown tabby fur of Birchpaw. Darkfire, once over his initial shock, quickly started to shovel twice as fast, hoping to extract his apprentice out from the rockfall as fast as possible. But once he r

        Mirakel was lying lazyly on the grass near the Joyful Inn where his friend Bad Trap and her handlers were living while they were planning their flock. The lycan was still young, and very curious. He was glad his adoptive mother had let him spend time with the funny tyto and her band, but he kind of wished that his training would start sooner. Weeks had passed since his encounter with Bad Trap and Crimson Symphony, but nothing had really changed, except that he was now bigger than the tyto. By Galyx, time flies by ! Mirakel remembered very well that faithful day. It changed his boring life and he would never forget it. How could he for