Don't go chasing waterfalls

Loa Wolf · January 27, 2017, 06:31 PM

she woke to a eye-burning, blazing white. she lurched to her feet, accompanied by a choice word as snow exploded aroung her. and then another, as she remembered the way in which her paw pads were cracked and bleeding, tokan from a long while travelling on rough ground. last night, she had heard the first strains of an ancient melody, awakening an instinct and a drive within her. The howling, the haunting, melidious calls, had been like a call, something that had driven her further into the heart of the wilds. and she had listened, alone in the night as the stars glinted impossibly bright, until they were covered swiftly by cloud cover she had payed no mind to.

but now, there was snow everywhere. it was thick, and cold, though she realized that she was not. glancing at the divot in her feet, she made the connection. The snow had kept her warm...essentially, insulating her from the cold. Interesting.

the snow was blinding, and it blanketed everything. she knew she was somewhere up high...mountains. she knew of them, but had never before seen them, though once she had gone on a walk with her human near the foothills of small ones, a long distance from here. the woman gave herpelt a stiff shake, setting the chains of her collar jangling and the snow flying in a mini-blizzard from were it remained on her pelt.