childlike curiosity - or morbid fascination
08-20-2013, 10:38 PM
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[ ♥ ] - - Season didn't seem to matter to some places in the world. It could be the middle of a scorching summer and nature could, and would, still defy this knowledge. This was one of those very places where Nature seemed to have a mind of it's own. She wouldn't have cared what season it was, and neither would this corner of the world, it was bitterly cold anyway. Cold enough that the ice here had started to assume shapes formed by wind and an absurd twist on gravity with spires towering above her and arches forming, some broken some still whole, from the frozen surface.
[ ♥ ] - - It wouldn't have occurred to her that it was quite so cold even now had her paws not actually begun to blister from the extreme temperature and her lungs ache. Her body had grown numb hours ago where her insufficient, patchy and quite shoddy coat could do nothing to protect her but she'd marveled at the ice and insisted on making herself explore. What was the worse that could happen? She could lose a few toes, freeze to death, get frost bite, catch a cold- not that any of that really ever occurred to her. Mommy dearest should have spent more time educating little Minuit and less time smothering her.
[ ♥ ] - - What exactly was she doing here? Minuit couldn't have answered that even if she wanted to; and she didn't want to. She didn't know what possessed her to come out here. Peculiar rumors about glowing critters under the ice had certainly been a lure. The whispers about ice jutting up out of the lake and the lake defying all laws of nature to remain frozen regardless of the season had definitely been a factor but she wouldn't have known how to say that. She wouldn't have wanted to, anyway. Her curiosity was her own business. Even if it ran the risk of getting her killed!
[ ♥ ] - - Toe nails tick-tick-tick-ticked! on the ice as she moved at that odd pace wolves had, somewhere between a lope and a walk but not quite a horses trot. Her one whole ear was erect for all it was bent permanently and the torn ear could have been turned forward but it was hard to tell with only two-three inches left of the stump. Amber-gold and deep-red eyes glittered with childlike excitement as she paced. Dare she lick one of this towering pillars of ice? She'd heard tales of tongues getting stuck before- would it really happen? Rather than chance it, with enough health issues to think about, the small, emaciated wolf attempted, instead, to climb one of the slower-arched wide curves of ice. Halfway up she began to slide back down her toe nails ti-skreeeeeing on the ice as she attempted to dig in and keep herself in place.
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