Sundance’s Damon

Pushing past his newfound nervousness and embarrassment, Hurricane leaped onto the Storm bringer platform. Hurricane had already decided how he would knock over the log. He would summon a wave, like he had in his dream. Hurricane stared at the still water, unsure of what to do. Then he remembered the pull in his gut from the dream. He remembered how he had followed it, and lifted the water. But the pull was not there this time. Instead, there was an empty feeling of dread. But Hurricane pushed past it, and concentrated on the water. In his head, he imagined big waves crashing across the pond. He stared at the pond, waiting for something, anything, to happen. But nothing ever did. Pushing back tears, he tried a different strategy. Lightning. He remembered how Flame had used lightning to crack the log in half. Concentrating on the sky, Hurricane tried to summon a bolt of lightning.
For a moment, nothing happened. Then… more nothing. His packmates started muttering. Come on, he urged himself to summon something. Anything. But no matter how hard he tried, he could never summon a storm. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he tried every possible storm he could think of. But he was never able to even summon a raindrop. He let out a sob. He had waited his entire life for this day. He had waited so long, just to find out that he was a failure. No matter how hard he tried, nothing ever happened. He had been standing there for at least an hour, and his packmates were starting to get annoyed. “He can’t summon anything!” called one voice. “Yeah,” joined in another one. “The earth would never give any power to a traitor!” The words hit Hurricane like a blow. He stumbled backwards, tears streaming down his face. Blizzard spoke up “Hurricane, son of Rain and Hawk, has failed the Trial of storms! Therefore, he is exiled from the pack!”