What's This?
Fleet-footed
02-14-2021, 11:40 AM
(This post was last modified: 02-14-2021, 11:40 AM by Kiela.)
Kiela had spent most of her time in the far northern reaches of Boreas, so it hadn't caught her by surprise that something unusual was happening. The winter had been unusually harsh, with snowfall much higher than she'd experienced here last winter. As she trekked further north it became apparent that something even stranger was occurring than just the weather. A strange land form had appeared, seemingly overnight - or perhaps it had taken longer, but she'd been absent from these parts for a few weeks now. A long stretch of ice extended seemingly infinitely into the sea, and Kiela's interest was immediately piqued. She doubted this was a route her reindeer would chose to take but she still wanted to scope it out.
Carefully she navigated down toward where it began. It was a sheer plane of ice that met land and snow; nothing noteworthy, as far as she could tell, but she'd never seen anything quite like this before with how it extended out into the sea. The surface wasn't too slick at first, coated with a fresh dusting of snow, and warily she began to walk. Before long it became much more treacherous, the ice bridge (and her, now) abruptly being battered by the sea's harsh winds. Kiela's movements were slow and deliberate, cautious not due to fear but rather out of self-preservation. If she deemed this place too dangerous she would be happy to retreat, but she wanted to get a good sense of what was going on first.
And apparently someone else had the same idea. She squinted, shielding her eyes from a gust of alarmingly strong wind, as she tried to get a better look at the figure up ahead. It was a difficult feat though and she settled for simply quickening her pace until she was hopefully within earshot, though the wind might prove that more difficult. "Hello?" Kiela called out, her voice heavy with her family's native accent. "This place, it was not here before?" It was unlike her to overlook such a striking formation in the land, but perhaps she had. She'd like to be certain this was some anomaly rather than just make assumptions.
Carefully she navigated down toward where it began. It was a sheer plane of ice that met land and snow; nothing noteworthy, as far as she could tell, but she'd never seen anything quite like this before with how it extended out into the sea. The surface wasn't too slick at first, coated with a fresh dusting of snow, and warily she began to walk. Before long it became much more treacherous, the ice bridge (and her, now) abruptly being battered by the sea's harsh winds. Kiela's movements were slow and deliberate, cautious not due to fear but rather out of self-preservation. If she deemed this place too dangerous she would be happy to retreat, but she wanted to get a good sense of what was going on first.
And apparently someone else had the same idea. She squinted, shielding her eyes from a gust of alarmingly strong wind, as she tried to get a better look at the figure up ahead. It was a difficult feat though and she settled for simply quickening her pace until she was hopefully within earshot, though the wind might prove that more difficult. "Hello?" Kiela called out, her voice heavy with her family's native accent. "This place, it was not here before?" It was unlike her to overlook such a striking formation in the land, but perhaps she had. She'd like to be certain this was some anomaly rather than just make assumptions.
