Arrow Lake I know you're scared

@Kodokuna

A carpet of red fox furs rolled out from over a mountain top, tumbling down to the lake shore below, while a hundred doves took flight from somewhere below the horizon. Confetti in the form of small dead mice rained down inexplicably from the sky, and the sound of trumpeting swans filled the air. As if ushered in by the fanfare, Ptarmigan crested the hill and looked down at hundreds of adoring faces, her ears pricking eagerly to catch the calling of her name...

At least, that's what she imagined. The mountain was silent as she popped over the top of it, and the lake below was devoid of any sort of crowd. There were no swans, at least not within earshot. Nevertheless, Ptarmigan had a rather high opinion of herself for having made it this far in life without any drastic consequences for any of her actions, and thought she ought to be a celebrity for it.

Imaginary fans screaming for her attention or not, the dainty Endore began picking her way along the mountainside, eager to find a way down to the water without knowing that there were only two or three paths.