hale cometh down upon our spines

He moves to dodge her. Body lifting, head swiping downward toward her. She is careening, front paws in the air and hind paws scrambling against ice and cold stone. There is nowhere else for her to go except for through. Ducking down out of the way of his cheek spurs, no way she was going to allow herself to get stuck by those things again. In the process, her hind legs slip, lose traction, her chin hits the ground. Front paws splay out and suddenly she is sliding through his legs and out past him. She tries to spin around and grab ahold of his own hind leg, but she doubts it'll happen. Snow and hail cover her as she continues to slide down the slope. Fully in the elements, she can barely see. Her binturong is still dazed and confused, unable to comprehend that Delphi is sliding straight for the edge. When she notices, her paws scramble, trying to find something to grab ahold of. "HELP!" Delphi screeches at the boy, her eyes wide and full of panic.