Moonspear Road kill has its seasons

Once more, Galaxy found herself spending a lot of time near the snowy mountaintops, the distant sea and stars her only companions on many cold nights. She didn't mind. She felt she learned something new from them each night, and she looked forward to one day following Polaris's guiding light toward the shore, where the the crystalline sands glimmered palely and the crests of the waves churned like fresh snow.

Tonight, however, she pushed thoughts of such from her mind and descended the slopes, heading toward the fringes of the territory. Perhaps she could find Charon or Hydra to take her on a quick jaunt outside the pack lands tonight. Her breath plumed from the tip of her muzzle as the air thickened and warmed. Galaxy smiled to herself, fleet of foot despite the steep rocks rimed with frost.

When she slipped and fell into a small crevice, Galaxy gave a small cry of, "Oh!" She flashed back to the time when she had tumbled into the mountain's bowels during the meteor shower. She didn't drop nearly as far, nor did she lose consciousness. She wasn't even hurt. However, she felt something shifting beneath her. It was the oddest sensation, curious but strangely unpleasant. As she pushed herself upright, she only fell again, the ground beneath her feet feeling more liquid than solid. She peered down but it was too dark to see anything save for an unsettling shifting of shadows.

"Ow!" she cried out when something struck her, something that stung. There was a faint and ominous buzzing sound growing in her ears. The piercing sensation happened several more times and the usually cool-headed youngster found herself scrabbling at the nearest stones to pull herself out of the crevice. Feeling an instinctual need to flee, she did just that, tumbling in the direction of the borders and toward the comforting figure of a wolf there.

Before Galaxy could register that this was a stranger, she collapsed. Her legs ached and trembled as her breath rapidly became shallow. The unfamiliar face swam before her as her mouth opened to cry out for help. But the only sound that left her was a small puff of air that escaped her like a wisp, her spirit exiting her body and soaring toward the distant galaxies, where she would stay forevermore. There would be no rising from the dead this time.