You tear the doors off their hinges with trivial effort. They come right off in your hands, and you toss them to the side. This probably isn't what she wanted you to do.

"You're being such a fool, right now," a voice says below you.

You look at your feet, and she's there. Standing in the doorway is Winter.

But she's smiling. She comes over and lays a hand on your paw, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. You're not sure if you should be apologizing right now.

"Did you forget what you learned?" she asks.