Spooky Cave (Winter)

She was far too fascinated by what she was seeing at the lake that she wasn't paying much attention to where she was stepping. The slick surface prevented the sharpened points of her claws from getting a good grip and before she knew it, she had slipped into the water and ended up cutting the left side of her cheek and muzzle on the edge of the stairs. She gasped from the pain, the literal monkey on her back squealing her displeasure from getting wet but Winter managed to recover enough to swim the rest of the way to the staircase. Shaking out her fur, she stared in awe as she descended the stairs and into the deeper part of the chamber. Her eyes still adjusting, though she could tell the path was getting steeper. The girl opted to go slow and steady to try and avoid falling or tripping onto her face in the darkness. Was she afraid? Yes. She wasn't sure what to expect down here, and the monkey on her back did little to soothe her the further she went.

Slow and steady wins the race