((COME FIGHT MY BOOM KITTY SHE NEEDS TO TRANSCEND!))

((Multiple battles can happen at the same time if so desired! OOoo, we could even do TEAM BATTLES!!))

Alright, now for what Madhukar was actually here for. She was steering clear of the snow, for now, because she didn't know enough about to to understand how to use it. It was fun to play in, but she wasn't here for fun. She was here for BUSINESS!

"MAGIC DUEL! MAGIC DUEL! COME FO' A FIGHT, WI' MAGIC!"

The kitten sat in almost a photogenically symmetrical pose, the giant blue rock that thrummed with power lined up behind her.

Come and get it, poggers.

((I've turned this thread into a WiP solo thread I guess. F))

Huh. Seemed like everyone was chicken. Well then, Madhukar wasn't gonna stand around waiting for someone to come fight her. Any real fight would've been happening already. Instead, Madhukar would storm away towards the snow. That's right folks, we're turning this into a snow mission!

The will to fight was still within Madhukar. The desire sparking and powering her forward. Maybe she could fight the elements for some reward, some solace.

Once she made it to the snow, she'd try to barrel her way into it, not pausing for a moment to worry about the wind and cold.

That would not work one bit, not in the slightest. Madhukar left paw would protest, and subsequently her entire body would join in. Well FINE then! She'd just try again, with a little more tact this time.

And it still would not work. AAAAAARGH!! The more the wind pushed back, the more she wanted IN! Didn't it understand that?! SHE WASN'T GONNA STOP TRYING UNTIL IT LET HER IN!

A storm was building in Madhukar's mind. She transferred the energy to her paws. One last time, enter the beast, and fight your way through! The only answers were violence or indifference, and Madhukar couldn't be indifferent to something so intriguing!

CHAAAAAAAARGE!

She barely made it in.

But she was in it now!

In it, only to find a stone obstructing her path. The wind gushed around it, and the space beneath it was completely untouched and clear of snow (except for a power coat that'd happened to drift in.)

It was a nice place to rest and curl up for a nap, but certainly not the great, violent challenge Madhukar yearned for.

@Madhukar

Madhukar leered up at the stone suddenly in her way.

Gosh darn it.

WHO PUT IT THERE?!

And why did the wind seem to just want to... avoid it, almost? That wind was violent, Madhukar knew it! But not to this stone.

Madhukar was curious now. What was this stone's deal? Was there anything about it? Anything that didn't... make sense? Madhukar was well aware that stones in these caves that looked and seemed funky often were. Infuriatingly so.

Maybe she should check.

Dear sweet Madhukar, that was just how wind worked: glancing off any obstacle in its way, if it was smooth enough of an object.

The nefarious rock loomed closer and closer regardless of that fact, casting a long shadow over the torbie. It could be easily mistaken for being a menacing obelisk, but it could also be something magical indeed! Touching it yielded no results but a very cold paw - or... was that something she was already experiencing?

... it was just a regular Polaris-rock, at the end of the day; nice and tawny brown.

@Madhukar

Her 'checking' yielded absolutely nothing of interest. It was just a regular gosh darn rock. A little menacing, but nothing more. DANG IT!

Well fine, she'd wasted enough time. Back into the storm! 'COME ON, GIVE ME SOMETHING TO FIGHT AGAINST!!!' The elements? A more interesting rock? Anything! Anything to soothe the aching in her chest that she DIDN'T UNDERSTAND and DIDN'T WANT TO BE THERE ANYMORE!

In... in... IN!

Madhukar forged a furious path through the blizzard, using every ounce of her kitty power. The tracks were starting to grow less distinct, but there was a gleaming blue light in the distance, and a faint trail of darker snow that smelled faintly of something she was distinctly familiar with - char. Not quite as putrid as that of burnt fur or hide, mind you, but char nonetheless.

@Madhukar

FINALLY, SOME CHALLENGE!

Madhukar had stormed through, blazed a trail one might say, with vigorous force. What made her halt was no fault of her own, no stumble or unexpected gust of wind. It was surprise. The smell of something very familiar in the air, the sight of a blue gleam in the distance and, closer by, the vision of desecrated snow; darkened with char. Madhukar remembered the darkening stuff from the Olympics, namely the Obstacle Course section. That crazy little bug had gotten a creature like Carja, but with wings and fire breath, to set an ENTIRE SECTION ablaze. The stress it had caused Madhukar to see familiar faces try to traipse through that mess unscathed was stupid, and she would've liked to forget it. Curse this snow for making her remember!

But it seemed the snow, in a sense, had already been cursed before. By what exactly? Madhukar had no idea what the answer could be, or how to find it. She did have an idea about figuring out the blue light in the distance, though.

How, you might ask?

Great question.

By approaching it.