somewhere over the ice bridge

Rumor had drawn him north, far more north than he'd ever chosen to go before, until his paws rested on a frozen sheet of ice that continued on into the distance, a bridge to.... somewhere. He didn't know where, he didn't know if it actually went anywhere or if it simply ended far out into the sea, but it was unusual and curiosity had lured him here. Now he was making his cautious way out further and further onto the bridge of ice... the ice bridge... even though logically he should have stayed far south of here where his pack waited for his leadership. Taking risks like this when they depended on him was foolish, but this was fascinating, and he couldn't help but wonder where the path would lead if he followed it to its conclusion. He gave logic some rein, and didn't go far enough to lose sight of the northern shore so if worst case happened and he ended up in the water without a way back onto the bridge he could swim back through the freezing water, but he did go out far enough that it would be... difficult to do so, and found himself wishing he could set aside rationality for a moment and venture further. Instead he lowered himself to lay sphinx-like on his belly and study the bridge as it disappeared through the horizon.