[ti]Open[/ti]Figure Skater

[Fireflake]

The wind rushed past her fur. Swish! Cold air shot into her nose and right down into her lungs, then drifted back out as a wispy cloud around her mouth. The world spun around her until it all blurred together and Debris fell down on the ice. Crack! A loud purr erupted from her throat. "Nice try!" she exclaimed as her claws dug in and she hauled herself back onto her paws. Frost glistened in her reddish-brown fur as a signal of how many times this had happened before, as if the little patches of broken ice around the edges weren't enough. "You can't hurt me!"

A little pouch hung around her neck by a string, twirling with her all the way. A few flecks of glitter still clung to it but it was mostly just a brownish colour now. Brazen disregard for danger aside, the she-cat once against whizzed along the ice, skidding and sliding to her heart's content. She chased her tail. She leapt over bumps. She briefly balanced on just two legs a few times, always shortly before she crashed down onto the ice. All she didn't do was look around to see dawn's rays slowly evening out into a midday shine. All she didn't do was look around.

[gingersnapsdacat]

Frostnip strolled along, marveling at the wintery wonderland that had overtaken MothClan's territory. It was not yet Sun-high, and the rising lights of dawn reflected off the frost, turning every frozen leaf into a diamond. His paws stepped lightly on the slippery ground, seeming to miraculously stay upright, despite the ice. He loved this time of year. The entire forest seemed to calm, leaving him with beauty, and serenity, and...
CRASH!
He skidded, claws instinctively digging into the ice. He was not alone... Pausing to sit down, the tom collected himself, making sure that not a single blue-grey hair was out of place. It would not do to look disheveled in front of a new acquaintance. Finally content with his appearance, the tomcat stood, and looked around. 
"You can't hurt me!"
His ears pricked, and he turned towards the direction of the sound, gracefully crossing the ice. Eventually, he came across the...interesting sight of a brownish she-cat tumbling about the ice. 
"Greetings...reddish one."

[Fireflake]

Debris jumped up at the tom's voice. Her claws also dug into the ice and she looked down with almost as much surprise as she landed on all four paws. She blinked, then her ears pricked, and she finally replied to the stranger. "Hello, bluish one! I mean, um, greetings!"

The she-cat slid and skidded around him and halted back in her place. "Are you out ice-slipping too?"
Now the reflection of the sun glinted on the ground and she finally caught it in the corner of her eye. She blinked a few times until the spot in her vision disappeared. Her tail raised happily when she looked back at the stranger. "Do you want to help me figure out some tricks?"

[gingersnapsdacat]

Frostnip watched with surprise and admiration as the 'reddish one' leaped and managed to land on all four paws without falling flat on her face. Perhaps she was not as much as a newbie as he had initially been led to believe. Well, perhaps it was more of an assumption than a belief.... After all, even though she had landed on her paws, she seemed to be rather surprised. 
"Hello, bluish one! I mean, um, greetings!"
The tom-cat chuckled at the charming awkwardness of the young she-cat, happily rising to do some graceful ice-dancing of his own. He weaved and ran, following the intricate patterns of the frozen water in his own elaborate choreography. 
"Do you want to help me figure out some tricks?"
Now this managed to capture his attention. He could never resist the urge to show off. 
"Why of course I can show you," he purred, charm dripping off his tone like warm honey. "What do you want to know?"

[Fireflake]

Debris pricked from ears to tail-tip and looked down at the tom's paws as they moved smoothly across the ice. Her eyes bounced a few times to his face, then back down to his paws, until finally she kept them up to meet his. "Everything!" she breathed. She raced suddenly past him to the other side of the slippery patch and whirled around. Her body leaned as if she was going to fall the whole time she slid back to where she'd originally been, but stayed miraculously upright until she stopped excitedly back in front of Frostnip.

"There's only one season out of three-- wait, four?-- well, out of a bunch where there's ice. I was super tiny the last time and so I'm learning everything now."
A glimmer of pride danced in the she-cat's eyes. Meanwhile, her energetic flurry had finally ebbed away enough for her paws to remain still. "Now I can do the slipping without, well, slipping! I can slip real close to the ice and I can go really fast. Aaaand everything else I do I fall over, but that usually happens anyway."
She took a deep breath and stood up taller. "So what can you do, dancy ice cat?"

[gingersnapsdacat]

Frostnip laughed light-heartedly as the she-cat showed off her skills. She reminded him of the pretty little kittens that would gather at his paws back at the shelter, watching wide-eyed as he pretended to conjure the frost from his paws. 
"Well, you don't seem to be doing so bad yourself, seeing as you are still on your paws."
He swirled swiftly around her, copying her movements in his own refined, and overdramatic, style. "You definitely have one thing right. Keeping low means that you are less likely to fall. ANd...it looks cool."