sad eyes, baby

A place of danger, but it brought her an unhealthy fascination, a craving desire to test the gods and dare on the impossible. She slid along quietly, a wraith in the cooling snows, her paws leaving delicate pinpricks of reminders that she had been there. Caution was thrown to the wind, the danger of the narrow pass ignored as she progressed onwards along the steep slope, shimmying between the suffocating walls that tempted to grant her a sense of claustrophobia. She smirked, an idle tug of her lips as they pulled upwards though it was not a smile that showed pleasure, and only mimicked at the idea of happiness, her mind a mass of tumultuous thoughts that she pushed further away with each daring step.