It was a bad idea calling you up
08-11-2020, 10:58 PM
Dainty, ivory paws landed on top of one of the many fallen pieces of stone with a graceful leap, pausing there for a moment as she looked around from her new vantage point. She was humming and singing softly to herself, dancing lightly along the length of the oddly rectangular piece of rock. It had clearly been some sort of monument or sculpture at some point in the past, but now it made a perfect platform for her stage. She strutted as if she was walking down a runway or along the front of a stage and she imagined she had a crowd sitting there, watching her performance. A grin crossed her face and she did a quick spin that she ended with a flourish of her tail as she continued to hum and sing some of the tunes that had stuck with her during Valhalla's festival. They had wormed their way into her head and just would not let go. A leap took her from one piece of rock to another, this one on its short side so it gave her a more narrow path that was a bit higher in the air. Her imagination sent her from pop star to dare devil or tight rope walker and she began to walk with one paw placed carefully place right in front of the other. Her russet shoulders and spotted haunches swayed gently with each step, her tail swaying from one side to another to help her keep balance even though this rock was still plenty wide enough for her to walk normally. Sure, she could just walk to the other end, but what was the fun in that? The only thing that would make this any better was an actual audience of some kind to enjoy her performance, but thus far her adventures across the north had been woefully lonely. Perhaps the next territory she found would be different... |
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