Duskfire Glacier Pirouette through Misfortune

It was a fearful thing, dangling off the side of a cliff, and for once Leila was thankful she hadn't been born with the body type of her ancestors. She was instinctively wanted to curl up, just being handled by her scruff like that of a pup. However, she realized how much dead weight she would be, and last thing she wanted was that. Forcing herself from the instinct, she reared up to scrape up the side of the cliffside. Paws holding and pushing up from jutting cliff pieces, she tried to help this unknown wolf as much as possible.

They both made it, him standing there staring at her, while she lay curled up and trying not to hyperventilate at how close to death she was.

"Thank you! Thank you so much! You're an angel!"

She gathered herself, climbing her way to her four long limbs, and she draped him in her mint gaze, her snow white tail wagging well with appreciation.