Birds chirped in the sky, racing the clouds as the rolled through the sky. Summer was coming to an end. Or perhaps it only felt that way because the sun wasn't shining with the same intensity. It was still there, at the very center of the vast expanse of the blue sky, but it was dull.
Cara didn't mind that the summer was coming to an end. What bothered her was that the forever bright sphere in the sky was loosing it's life. Was everything coming to an end? It wasn't common for the yearling to view life with such a pessimistic eye, but after the hectic days that she had had to endure, everything was beginning to look a little colorless.
Everything but the mountains. She had taken the hills as her escape. And after exploring the lands of the Vale she began to wander around the mountain goat filled cliffs. She was looking for a distraction and the white animals were her perfect escape-goat (badum tss) from reality.
