northern water tribe - open; water training

[trojan g.]

TIME MARCHES ONWARD, CRUEL AS CAN BE
STUCK IN THE REAL WORLD, NOTHING COMES FREE

Ruven hadn't forgotten that he had been told that he would be trained to use his new found power, he had just thought that it wouldn't be early in the morning. Ruven should have known better considering his mother was up every morning before he was, but he still couldn't help but let a groan out as he was woken up, paws coming forward to stretch in front of him as he arched his back, a yawn coming soon from his jaws before padding out of the house and following Sojourn to the lake.

He hadn't been here before. Ruven knew about the lake, of course, he had lived in the Coalition long enough to know where it was and everything, but he had never taken the time to actually go there. There was water in other places, in the snow that melted on his tongue for one, so he saw no real reason to go to the lake in such cold weather, mainly because he didn't want to somehow fall in and freeze to death. The snow was already cold enough for the young lion, body made for the savanna and not the mountains.

Watching with interest as Sojourn led the water out of the lake, he watched as it float through the air, and soon enough he was looking down at his own paws, picking one up to look at it before walking towards the lake, paw touching the water as he let a breath out, lifting it up and watching as a blob of shaking water followed. It wasn't as intricate as his mother's, but it was certainly a start.

— Reggan