Marshmallow Bounty-Hunting

Rosette stalked through the undergrowth, tracking the scent of his latest target.

It was a smell he had grown accustomed to, after being encouraged by Ring to visit Meadowlark's campsite- sitting around the fire with everyone, while telling scary stories and toasting marshmallows. When it was Rosette's turn to share, he took immense satisfaction in the horrified silence that followed.

Ring said he should maybe tone it down next time. 

He shook his head, reminding himself to focus on his target. The oversized S'more filling had been terrorising the local wildlife, so there was a fair bounty on its head. More importantly though, Rosette was itching for a real fight after months of training with Jiahao and the other apprentices. Jiahao could still very easily knock him off his paws, but there was no real danger to sparring with anyone at the Training Grounds. He craved the thrill of an opponent who wouldn't hold back on his behalf. 

Finally, he spotted the toasted monster in a clearing just up ahead. It didn't seem to be aware of his presence yet, shuffling its goopy body in the direction of a tree where some Klevopi were screeching warning calls at it. 

Readying his deceptively cute spear, with its purple bow and little pumpkin charm, Rosette launched himself at the Ghostmallow.