What If?

Now this place was simply breathtaking. Her paws had carried her to the eastern shore of the northern part of the island, and while Kiela knew vaguely what to expect of the beaches in the north - they were rocky and often unforgiving, especially in the midst of the winter months - but she hadn't expected a sight quite as grand as this. Anticipating that soon she'd reach some kind of cliff, the size of it wasn't something she'd been able to predict until she made her way to the edge of the taiga. She'd been traveling through a wooded area for quite awhile now, and after some time she came to a sheer drop in the cliffside. Wary, though perhaps not wary enough, Kiela approached it... and the sight left her breathless.

The fall was infinitely higher than she'd expected, a sheer drop in the terrain that seemed to lead straight to the ocean below. It was hard to see how far the cliff stretched on each side of her; cautiously she leaned to look into the distance, but the cliff seemed to stretch on as far as the eye could see. Some sections of cliff were wooded, though likely completely deserted otherwise. It was hard for her, as adventurous and physically adept as she was, to imagine traversing such an incline without certain death. Either way, it was a sight that no words could possible describe, a sight she was sure she'd never forget. A content sigh left the yearling's lips as she slowly reclined and breathed in the sight. The evening sun, slowly sinking toward the horizon, only further improved the scene - a lovely palette of orange and pink streaked across the sky, dotted with the faintest hints of stars beginning behind the colors.