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Due to it being early August, of course it was hot. Being the most skilled in fire over the other elements only made it worse for Dangerpaw. It was a pretty cloudy day, but it was still humid and warm nonetheless. The lupine had walked to a pond, shaking out his fur and plunging his paw into the water. After a moment of concentration he'd frozen the water. Though it took some concentration to keep it stable, he managed to thicken the ice. He bounded forward, sliding across and almost immediately falling. "Woohoo!" He howled, stumbling to his paws and sliding again.
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