Cedar Sweep Ghost Train

Gracious kept a light pace, her long strides engulfed the freshly snow topped ground. Light crunch noises were emitted from her paws as she moved along, foggy breaths escaped her coal black lips, making her appear to be a dragon with every exhale. Snowflakes danced around her as she moved along, the sun was covered by the sheets of grey clouds where frozen tears cascaded towards Earth. She felt the chill of the light breeze blow through her, sending shivers down her spine and through her body like an electrical current.

She stopped in her tracks after she reached what seemed to be the edge of a large forest full of tall cedars. Grey gems pulled themselves up to glance at the magnificence of the trees, almost basking in the silent beauty of them. Gracious almost felt speechless, her eyes began to glaze over just a bit out of pure wonder and a lack of focus.

Before she could go any further in her dream like state, the burly woman felt another shiver rack through her bones, signaling to her that she needed to find some cover. Although her coat was thick, Gracious still didn’t favor the cold as much as she did the spring and summer. Perhaps, she could force herself to become more accustomsted to the chilling weather, or at least, appreciate some things about the cooler seasons. She did enjoy the snowy days, where clean snow marked fresh paths and snowflakes fluttered around her like little dancing companions. But the cold was just never appealing to her. Maybe, with more time spent in these wilds, she would enjoy it more.

With one last look at the trees, the lady moved from her apt and entered the big forest, curious as to where her paws would lead her.