Prayin' for Daylight

Geneva felt herself sliding down the hill as fast as a peregrine falcon would fly for its prey. The trees and other physical forms of the forest flew by her as if they were standing still. The wind whipped through her ears and her fur as hard as an ocean storm. The cold bit had her skin, her nose, and eyes like a thousand stinging bees. It was a sensation of cold that kissed and her skin and bit at her senses making it for a unique experience. She wasn't quite sure what to make of what she was doing. Not to mention this would be the first time she ever saw snow and the cold on their paws was a really odd sensation. It was numb and tingling at the same time and the way it felt was like dipping a paw hot water but it didn't hurt. It had a similar sensation however it was more pleasant. Geneva was pleased with the sensation causing her curiosity to grow even further to determine what the heck this stuff was. For now it would have to wait as she flew down like a bullet to the end of the snow slide with jumps that she would Keisha Leafly off of and land with a soft thump on her belly to continue sliding.

As the young pup continued​ to slide down the hill, she saw her older kin slide to a stop with her weasel partner screaming at her. When she realized that the end was drawing close, she began to panic and how to find the brakes. It was exciting to take a dive on something you've never done before but then to realize you had to suddenly come to a stop or otherwise risk injury became a very frightening situation. Suddenly enjoyment became fear as Geneva scrambled​ her front and back paws to slide to a stop with whatever she could manage to grab onto with her claws which was virtually nothing. The snow instead flurried in her face covering in a thick dusting causing her to be temporarily blind. Now that she couldn't see where she was going and still propelled forward, panic set in even further. Her body spun around and tumbled as she slid down to the end and nearly toppled into the adult wolf. Missing the female by inches Geneva and stead plowed into a soft pile of snow and disappeared deep within it. The top of it, in reaction to the sudden impact, flurried on top of the hole that Geneva had created and buried her down deep. Geneva quietly sat making sure that nothing else was going to happen before she began to move and found herself struggling against the heavy weight on top of her. Her hearing was muffled as she pushed against the strong force of the snow pile feeling it shift with her body. She had a firm grip on the ground below her but anything above her simply moved and shifted like sand making it a little bit more difficult to get out. However, by her back and she felt the snow loosen which told her where her exit was.

Eventually with her back feet she put herself forward and remade the whole she had originally created. As the now bright white wolf walked out of the pile, she took in her surroundings as two green orbs revealed themselves from the snow contrasting with the bright white color. Geneva shake the snow off of her coat causing thick cloud of white to form around her making her look like a ghost. it's slowly dissipated as her Brown and red copper toned coat reappeared. The smile on her face could not be wiped off Ashi replayed the slide in her mind and looked at where she came from. "Holy elk! That was fun! What do you call that?" Geneva said excitedly as she looked to the other wolf and the weasel next door. Geneva took in the markings and the physical shape of the Wolf to Forever burn it to her mind and not forget what she looked like. Geneva had never seen a weasel travel with a wolf before so she thought the companionship was strange. She kept it to herself as her adrenaline continue to pump through her veins.