Noctisardor Bypass petrichor

the sterling girl had peeled away from the others once again, much preferring to go on her own romp. there was so much to see here, so much new and exciting, and she didn't want to spend the day doing the boring things she probably should be. Her destination was clear- the giant hills that she was pretty sure were mountains. perhaps, if she were perched upon them, she'd be able to see everything!

her fast-paced gait was fueled by the excitable energy a child could possess, and her optics gleamed with the happiness of the sheer newness of spring. a damp, heavy, smell filled the air, -one she had dubbed her favourite thus far- of the damp earth shortly after rain had pummeled it. her pelt was still damp, the latest torrential downpour having not missed her, sky blanched. 

she noticed soon the earth turn to stone beneath her paws, and that it took more energy to move now than it had before. realising that she was indeed climbing the maybe-mountain, her pace increased, and she sought to see just how high she could get.