Tree Climbing [OPEN]

[CIRRUS!]

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[Silverbrook]

Running.

For no apparent reason, a tabby tom speeds through grassy clearings, weaving through the abundant obstacles. Driftpaw had longed for the sound of his rock hard paws dappling on the newleaf grass, after a blanket of snow hid it. Whish, whish. After a burst of sprinting, the young apprentice abruptly halts. He can't quite catch his breath, gulping for air. Wheezing, he leans on a budding tree.

Breathe in...breathe out... Driftpaw reminded himself, forcing his body to inhale and exhale with the natural rhythms. Blinking, the brown apprentice shakes out the grimy tears in his eyes.