North ran through the forest, dodging trees. She heard the hunters make their sticks explode. She saw one of the rocks their exploding-sticks threw hit the ground beside her paw. She glanced at the sky, then down. Ancestors, please keep me safe. She knew the rest would be praying to their unrelated ancestors. She hoped they listened. She wished she could reason with the hunters, but that was impossible. She shook her head. what powers could help here?
"WINTER! CAN YOU SCARE THEM OFF?" she shouted.
Winter glanced over. "GOOD IDEA! I CAN TRY!" Winter shouted back. She stopped and turned, glaring up at the hunters. Nothing changed. She kept running.
North glared at the ground. What to do, what to do? Ah-ha! "ARROW! CAN YOU MAKE THE SNOW SLIPPERY?"

Arrow hears Norths shout and decides it’s worth a try. He turns around and tries to compact the snow with his frost power. (Rolling a D20- got a 10- THIS IS OPTIONAL IN POWER USAGE) He sees a shine on the snow, but the strange branches tied to their feet prevent any damage.

North watched the second failed power use, frustrated. What else, what else? She heard Venus shout to Aries, just as the first hunter tripped on his foot-sticks and fell, sinking into the snow. North heard Winter and Hawthorne laugh.
Comet shot fire at a tree and a branch fell in the path of the remaining hunter, as Aries used her darkness to surround him so he couldn’t see it. He tripped on it but kept moving. Apparently, his shiny blue fur was fireproof.
(foot-sticks = snow shoes, shiny blue fur= snow pants and coat)

Arrow looked back at the man still running and decided to try again. (Rolled the optional D20 and got a nat twenty) the hunter slips and slides down the hill and vanished under the snow.

North laughs as the man disappeared. Nicely done Arrow! But she says nothing since he doesn’t seem to trust her. Winter looks at the spot in the snow where he disappeared. “I wonder if he’s ok! I’m going to go check on him.”
“No!” North says at the same time as Venus says, “Are you stupid?”
Winter sighs and tries again. “Maybe there are some voles near where he fell.”
North chuckles. “Fat chance. That crash would have sent them running.”
Scarlet, Winter's mother, looks back. “Someone needs to grab the prey we dropped when they showed up.” All eyes, except Winter and Comets, turn to North. It will be a risky run, alone. Naturally then, she will be sent. If she returns, they had the food. If not, oh well. She starts walking.

Arrow follows the group back, ignoring Winters hesitant glance.

North jogs back, aware of the danger posed by wolves, hunters, badgers, moose, and just about any other animal. She collects the prey. The hole in the snow where the hunter had fallen is empty, fortunately. On the way back, she hears scuttling under the snow and catches 2 fat voles. She returns to the camp and tosses the prey she was sent to collect into the center of the camp, where everyone jumps to grab some, but takes the voles she caught to the side.
“Winter! Want a vole?”
Winter bounds over and eyes it. “That looks good, but I was going to eat with Comet, and then we were going to go scout ahead. Venus wouldn’t let you come, she doesn’t want us to be friends.”
“Fine.” She would like to eat both voles herself, but that would be irresponsible in the hunger of winter. Who else?

Arrow glances over at North with two fat, warm voles longingly. He distrusts her though, so he ignores it. He goes back to the lean, scrawny rabbit he’s sharing with Hawthorne.

North sighs and tosses the second vole on the pile, knowing she'll receive no thanks.