@Rannoch
Lokie Andreas had only been in the area a matter of hours when he came upon Nimbus Summit. Being born in the mountains, he was no stranger to them. But, this one seemed much more covered in clouds than his old home had. Curious, he began to climb the mountain, making it about half way up before he decided to change his course and start to go around it. He was in the thick of the clouds, and it was interested not to be able to see even a few feet ahead.
It was fun to him, being in a spooky where he couldn't see anything. His tail swayed at his hocks, as he paused a moment, going into stealth mode for fun. Suddenly, he jerked into a fighting stance, his front legs splayed out and stiffened, as if to be on guard for an attack. There was no one there, except in his mind. He burst forward, as if to chase his imaginary opponent, growling at absolutely nothing.
A misplaced back foot had his front claws grasping for anything to catch on to. But, like his sparing partner, there was nothing there. Uh oh, he exclaimed, as his body began to slide down. Pebbles and small rocks came with him as he gain momentum. At one point, his foot caught on a larger rock, and for a split second, he thought he was saved. But, he had to much momentum and it only served to flip him over. He landed on his back with a thud and continued sliding, his legs waving in the air. Whoa boy, he hollered.
When he reached the bottom of the mountain, his body began to roll, over and over, until it finally stopped. He stood, dizzy, and tried to walk, but ended up looking like a drunken wolf on stilts. Wheeew, what a ride! he exclaimed, his legs crossing over each other as he failed to walk a straight line.
Lokie Andreas had only been in the area a matter of hours when he came upon Nimbus Summit. Being born in the mountains, he was no stranger to them. But, this one seemed much more covered in clouds than his old home had. Curious, he began to climb the mountain, making it about half way up before he decided to change his course and start to go around it. He was in the thick of the clouds, and it was interested not to be able to see even a few feet ahead.
It was fun to him, being in a spooky where he couldn't see anything. His tail swayed at his hocks, as he paused a moment, going into stealth mode for fun. Suddenly, he jerked into a fighting stance, his front legs splayed out and stiffened, as if to be on guard for an attack. There was no one there, except in his mind. He burst forward, as if to chase his imaginary opponent, growling at absolutely nothing.
A misplaced back foot had his front claws grasping for anything to catch on to. But, like his sparing partner, there was nothing there. Uh oh, he exclaimed, as his body began to slide down. Pebbles and small rocks came with him as he gain momentum. At one point, his foot caught on a larger rock, and for a split second, he thought he was saved. But, he had to much momentum and it only served to flip him over. He landed on his back with a thud and continued sliding, his legs waving in the air. Whoa boy, he hollered.
When he reached the bottom of the mountain, his body began to roll, over and over, until it finally stopped. He stood, dizzy, and tried to walk, but ended up looking like a drunken wolf on stilts. Wheeew, what a ride! he exclaimed, his legs crossing over each other as he failed to walk a straight line.
Your soul is infinitely creative. It is alive and expansive in nature.
It is curious and playful, changing with the tides of time.
Debbie Ford
It is curious and playful, changing with the tides of time.
Debbie Ford
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