It was cold here, so very much colder than she was used to. She didn't realize her luck in arriving after the storm that had plagued these lands, making them even colder than they were now. She was excited by the change though, and hadn't, as of yet, grown tired of it. The water was so much colder than she had ever tasted, which was both wonderful and alarming. This river she stood at the edge of now, was covered in ice. She knew what both ice and snow were, though she had never seen either before now. The snow on the ground had provided an extended period of amusement, rolling and playing until she was soaked and forced to hideout in an abandoned den.
She was watching the ice as the river moved it, large pieces and small. She wanted to taste the ice, too, but knew the water would kill her with cold. She had yet to notice the frozen edges of the river, that what looked like ground was actually ice covered over with snow. Luckily she hadn't stumbled onto any of it yet. As she stood, marveling at this wonderland, snow began to fall. It was slow at first, small flakes that she missed in her focus. Soon they became large flakes, thick and lazy, and she was forced to take notice.
She gaped at the sky, at the down that fell from the heavens, like a child. She had never before seen snow fall, had only ever seen it on the ground. The breath that steamed before her mouth stilled for a moment as she watched, and a few flakes landed on her muzzle much to her delight. A laugh broke from her, light and dancing, and she snapped her muzzle at another fat flake, feeling the cold on her tongue. Spinning from the river, she looked at the flakes falling in the distance and listened to the gentle hush they made. Her eyes were wide and a smile lit her face bright than the sun.
She suddenly dashed forward, snapping at flakes as she went, before spinning in a circle and leaping at more. She was a child on her first snow, though by her parent's measure she had been well past childhood. Her laughter was uncontrolled, spilling from her as it seized her. She rolled to her back, laying and watching the snow come down. It was dizzying, and she soon had to glance away. She looked to her body and saw the coating she now had, and laughed again as she leapt to her feet and continued to dash and run between the flakes.
She was watching the ice as the river moved it, large pieces and small. She wanted to taste the ice, too, but knew the water would kill her with cold. She had yet to notice the frozen edges of the river, that what looked like ground was actually ice covered over with snow. Luckily she hadn't stumbled onto any of it yet. As she stood, marveling at this wonderland, snow began to fall. It was slow at first, small flakes that she missed in her focus. Soon they became large flakes, thick and lazy, and she was forced to take notice.
She gaped at the sky, at the down that fell from the heavens, like a child. She had never before seen snow fall, had only ever seen it on the ground. The breath that steamed before her mouth stilled for a moment as she watched, and a few flakes landed on her muzzle much to her delight. A laugh broke from her, light and dancing, and she snapped her muzzle at another fat flake, feeling the cold on her tongue. Spinning from the river, she looked at the flakes falling in the distance and listened to the gentle hush they made. Her eyes were wide and a smile lit her face bright than the sun.
She suddenly dashed forward, snapping at flakes as she went, before spinning in a circle and leaping at more. She was a child on her first snow, though by her parent's measure she had been well past childhood. Her laughter was uncontrolled, spilling from her as it seized her. She rolled to her back, laying and watching the snow come down. It was dizzying, and she soon had to glance away. She looked to her body and saw the coating she now had, and laughed again as she leapt to her feet and continued to dash and run between the flakes.
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Look at this stuff, isn't it neat? - by Quetzalli - February 04, 2017, 01:10 PM
RE: Look at this stuff, isn't it neat? - by RIP Eden - February 04, 2017, 02:35 PM
RE: Look at this stuff, isn't it neat? - by Quetzalli - February 08, 2017, 09:36 PM
RE: Look at this stuff, isn't it neat? - by RIP Eden - February 08, 2017, 09:43 PM
RE: Look at this stuff, isn't it neat? - by Quetzalli - February 13, 2017, 07:09 PM