First winds of spring

Ruse peeked over the edge of the sheer cliff they walked along, whistling softly as she looked down at the waves that crashed against a thin shoreline below. The winds were blustering today so the ocean was ragged and choppy, some of the waves even getting high enough to almost swallow up the thin shore of white sand and crash into the base of the cliff. It wasn’t the most ideal weather to go out exploring, but this was the first day she could really feel a difference in the temperature as their north western home began to creep toward spring and she wasn’t going to miss out on that.

Of course, as always, she had managed to convince Cerberus to go out with her—not that it really took much convincing. It seemed that as long as he wasn’t actively tied up in some task or job there wasn’t much he wouldn’t agree to do with her. She looked back up from
The edge of the cliff and turned her head to look up at the handsome features of her brother, a grin pulling at her lips as she watched how the wind buffeted his fur and made it puff up around his face.

She opened her mouth to comment on it and poke fun at her larger sibling, but she failed to notice the way the edge of the cliff began to dip in toward their path and when she took a step forward her paw landed on little more than crumbling rock and thin air. Her pale two-toned gaze went wide for a moment with a gasp as she began to fall to the side, scrambling a bit as she tried to find her balance.

"Rusalka Alondra Klein"