@Scuttles I forgot to mention that the river inplanted the idea that there is a murder but she can't seem to remember who

Day two-afternoon 

Echo peered down off of the cliff she was standing on, looking at the large expanse of the glittering waters of Lake Starone, while Poe, her black raven circled overhead. She squinted at the setting sun, wondering if she could jump one last time off the 70 foot high cliff into the water. She was already drenched and tired from having to climb up the steep and narrow path that led down to the sandy shore a bit aways from the spot that Echo was standing now. With a slight frown, she decides that it is too late, and it is time to somehow find her way back to camp.

“Poe!” she calls. “Can you see the camp from up there?”

“Crrraw!” says Poe, nodding his head and winging his way north. 

Echo follows him into the trees, and he stays low enough so that she can see him easily. 

“Hey!” A figure runs into Echo’s path. It was Zealatom. “Hey,” he pants, bending over to put his hands on his knees. “Are you heading back to camp? I’m a bit too lazy to ‘feel my way back using my element.’” He grins.  

“Yeah, I’m heading back to camp,” Echo glanced up at the tree branches. Poe was getting a bit far ahead. “But you’d better hurry. My guide is getting away!”

“Ok!” Zealatom charges after Echo as she runs after her bird. With Zealatom at her heels, they reach the camp in a matter of minutes. 

“Hello!” Avara flies in front of Echo’s face. “You are just in time for hot dog roasting!” She hands each of the late comers a sharp stick. “They are over there,” she added, pointing to a small table at one side and then flew over there herself, her blue cape rippling. 

Echo ran to join her, and speared two hot dogs onto her sharp stick. She walked over to the logs and sat down beside Suki, who’s element was also water.

“Hey,” Echo said to Suki.

Suki looked up from the book she was reading and looked confusedly at Echo for a moment and then smiled. “Oh, hi,” she said as The Mistress came over and lit the fire. 

The campers who were sitting on or standing by the logs leaned forward to start cooking the food. 

“Where did you explore?” Echo asked Suki, who was trying to read her book again. 

“Um,” she smiled mischievously. “I was hiding myself in a pool of water and then jumping out to scare anyone that went by. So I didn’t really explore.”

“I didn't do much exploring either,” Echo admitted. “I spent most of my time jumping off of cliffs.”

 Someone next to Echo coughed and she turned, and realized it was Reuby Moonnight. 

“Did you say you were jumping off of cliffs?” she asked incredulously.

“Yep,” said Echo, slightly smug.

Reuby looked so surprised that Echo had to laugh. Reuby glared at Echo and then nodded to the fire. “Your dogs are looking pretty hot.”

Startled, Echo looked over at the fire, and found that her hot dogs were on fire. Cursing, she glared at Reuby, and she was the one looking smug now. “You did this, put it out!” she waved the flaming food in her face. Reuby raised her eyebrows cooly, and put out the flames by clasping her hand around it.

Echo glared at the burnt food, and then half heartedly started to eat it off the sharp stick. Poe came and landed on her shoulder, his sharp claws digging into her cape.

“Grawk?” he asked. 

“Here,” Echo gave him one of her burnt hot dogs. He took it in his beak and then flapped up to a tree branch.

“That's a cool bird,” Suki commented. “He reminds me of Nevermore.”

“Who's that?” Echo asks. 

“Oh, just a raven from a book.”

“Ah.”

As night descends on the forest, Scuttles somehow gets everyone to join in on a sing a long, and a game of charades. Once stars start to pop out through the branches of the trees, Echo goes over to her blue tent with the encouragement of The Mistress. In fact, she somehow convinced everyone to go to bed a bit early, saying she had a long day planned for tomorrow. And with that thought in mind, Echo fell asleep pretty quickly, with Poe sleeping on the roof of her tent.

Day two-night

That night they struck. The murder crept out of their tent around midnight, spinning in their hands a sharp hot dog stick. An owl hooted in the distance as the sneaky figure tiptoed over to the trees. Holding their breath, they follow the fresh trail of footprints that lead to the outhouses where campers went to the bathroom. As they approached the other clearing, they heard the tell tale sign of the creaking of an outhouse door opening. Ducking behind a tree near the path from clearing to clearing, they waited. Footfalls were coming closer, and coming down the path. Soon, they were right by the tree, and Zealatom walked by, his cat tail swishing behind him. The murder moved swiftly forward after him, but they didn’t move quietly enough for cat ears. Zealatom froze, and then spun on the spot, but as he did so, the killer stabbed the hot dog stick through his heart, and he fell, eyes wide, his mouth open in a yell that he never produced. The stick stabbed into the soft dirt and pinning the cape on the other side of Zealatom, and as a red stained the golden cape he wore, they slipped away, and feathers of night fluttered down behind them.

Zealatom's dead!? I wonder who it was...

This Ski Lodge is great, by the way. I love the way The Mistress chose a murderer and then forgot who it was. Also, she chose the murderer instead of something else. She made them murder people. I don't know if that's normal, this is my first Ski Lodge.

Ah dear. I may or may not have dropped into the void for a few days... sorry for not seeing this.

I'm dead! Yay?

Very funny.

Righto... Very intriguing though! My spirit continues watching this drama... 

@Reuby yep! Poe is coming for the flag.

@Zealatom Sorry! you are dead but yes. You are still watching the chaos.

Day three- afternoon

Hawkstar narrowed her eyes. She was in a tree at the boundary line, and she was watching Avara hovering un-decisively at the line. You could tell it was the line by the way there was a random trail of flowers that grew in a straight line, and Hawkstar could hear them whispering, “Pass not pass not we guard the line,” in small, waverly voices. Hawkstar guessed that Avara couldn’t hear the flowers, because she was a spirit of the wind. She hesitated a moment longer, then passed the line. Almost at once, Hawkstar moved quickly from branch to branch, and when she was just above Avara, she jumped. It probably wasn’t the best move, but she managed to knock Avara out of the air and onto the floor. Instantly, roots from the tree Hawkstar had been in wrapped around Avara, none too gently. 

“Hey!” Avara struggled effortlessly. “Why-?”

“You are on my team’s territory,” Hawkstar heaved Avara to her feet, and she stood there like a pole, unable to fly away. “I have every right in the rules to use my element, and take you prisoner.”

Avara glared at her, but she didn’t speak again. Hawkstar had the roots go back into the ground, and with a firm grip on Avara’s arm, Hawkstar headed over in the direction of the prison, which was just a hollowed out dead oak. When they arrived, Hawkstar pushed Avara into the gap at the base and stood, watching her every move. At some point, Suki showed up.

“They’ve got Darkvine,” she said, glancing at Avara. “I’ll watch her, you go see if you can get her.”

Hawkstar nodded, and then melted into the woods. At the border, she paused, and wiggled her bare toes into the soil. She sent her senses far ahead, and found that Darkvine was by a very large birch. Hawkstar couldn’t sense anyone on the ground nearby, but that didn’t mean much. She glanced left, then right, and then dove into enemy territory.

Reuby Moonnight was trying to make sure that Hex was dealing with Poe, Scuttles, and she was trying to capture Echo, who was staying back for the most part. Poe had come out of nowhere and bomb dived her and Hex, and then Echo and Scuttles had appeared. Hex was trying to stop both fliers, but they both had wings, the bird and Scuttles, and they somehow moved better. Reuby was attempting to block Echo, but she kept yelling instructions to Poe, and it would throw Reuby off. Finally, Reuby shot a thin, but strong strand of smoke at Echo, and bound her legs. She fell forward, and hit the ground.

“Plan G!” Echo yelled as she rolled over. Reuby ran over to Echo, but she got a face full of water. Choking and spluttering, she backed up. 

“No!” Hex shouted. 

Steam was rising off of Reuby, and she looked up. Poe was flying away, the blue flag clutched in his talons. Reuby tried to send a snaking flame after him, but Echo shot her with water again. Then, Echo got herself free and pelted into the woods. Steam coming off in clouds of Reuby, she followed.

They peered through the trees, watching Avara and Suki. Avara was getting water balls splashed at her. Suki’s back was all that they could see. Eyes narrowing, they almost pounced on her back, but then a whistle made them startle back.

“Team Red won!” a faint cry reached their ears.

Cursing slightly, they leaped forward, stabbing Suki with a knife as she turned. She fell, dead before she hit the floor. Yanking out the knife, they ran at Avara. Of course, she screamed. As Avara screamed, a blast of wind hit the murderer. It pushed them back, but not one to give up, they threw the knife under the blast. It sailed through the air and Avara turned her head away, and the knife hit her temple. She collapsed, dead. The wind stopped. And the murderer slipped away, unscathed.

Dead:3 [Zealatom, Suki, Avara]

Alive:8 [Silver Crystal, Hawkstar, Scuttles [with Fluffles], Echo [with Poe], Darkvine, Hex, Reuby, Luna