Wapun Meadow I still get these simple thrills

He rounded the snow drift once, twice, back again. The trick with these wasn't so much in making sure you didn’t hit a tree - he could stay clear of those just by looking. The trick was in making sure you didn’t charge right into a stray boulder or buried stump. Those could give you shiners that would last you days, and he didn’t need to make himself any worse for wear.

He found a perfect position from the snowdrift’s eastern side, and he poised himself to go —

— but found himself talking instead.

Oh, that’s easy! he stood up straighter and turned around to meet his company with a sunny grin, I’d fly, paws down! Climbing would be fun but you’re still stuck at the tree line. Imagine flying: the sky, without limits, all the places you could go — and he laughed, with a splay of his ears, realizing he’d overshot the question, as long as you can still fly after clearing the snowdrift, that is.

He thought she looked like sunlight, standing there, taller than him but surely no older, with gilded fur and gilded eyes, looking curiously at the snow. Inkeri’s pack-scent clung to her, if ever loosely.

What about you?

I was going to go to bed but could not help myself xD xD