Everyday Adventure
11-19-2017, 09:34 AM
The wind whistled through the spires sending ghostly wails echoing through the Cathedral. The sound was ethereal and enchanting, and conjured up thoughts of wraiths and danger lurking in the shadows. She couldn't tell if the goosebumps that dotted her skin were from the whistling or the wind cutting through her fur. Of course she knew there were no ghosts here. Probably no monsters either, but she was going to let her imagination run wild with the possibilities. It was fun to think about such things sometimes. When the monotony of travel got too boring, for example. Sindre was eager for something to break up her monotonous days. Momentarily abandoning her daydreams, Sindre eyed the glassy slope before her. The wind whipped ice appeared smooth and without blemish. Her bi-colored eyes lifted to sweep across the surrounding terrain. If she didn't go down the slope it looked like she would have to go far out of her to get around it. She frowned and harrumphed to herself. Sindre was loath to change her course; she had no idea how far out of her way she would have to go to find a less precarious path. Well, she had been wanting a little excitement, hadn't she? The slope was no soul sucking wraith, but hey, she'd take what she could. She stepped to the edge of the slope and looked down. It was a lot steeper than she'd originally thought. On a positive note, if she didn't smash her face in the process, she'd reach the bottom a lot faster. Three...two..one...GO! Sindre laid down on her belly and then kicked her way over the edge. For a moment she felt suspended, almost weightless at the edge, and then in the blink of an eye she was blazing a lightning fast trail down the frozen slope, leaving nothing in her wake but maniacal laughter. What she hadn't considered while standing atop the hill, was that the bottom would be equally slick. Paws scrabbling vainly against the ice, Sindre plowed face first into a bank of snow. |