Song on the Wind

It was cold; much to cold. Snow piled in billows around the miss. It was cold to the touch, yet melted with the simplest of warmth. Each foot was pulled out the white mass, and submerged back into it. It was trifling and made this adventure quite bothersome. Rolling her eyes, Lithilae continued. She was an explorer, and loved all things beautiful and intriguing. She heard tales of a place of beauty and awe. All she had to do was climb up the slope. It was icy, it was cold, and this was hell. The ecru wolf slipped and slid. Once she steadied herself it would start all over again.

Level headed she was, and very much logical. But sometimes thoughts would emerge like this one What if I fell and died? Who would worry? Who would care? I guess you could say she was lonely and alone; forever alone. Looking towards the sky, she watched the white clouds pressing themselves close. Shivering slightly her nose began to twitch. Ahead; barely an arm?s lengths away were tracks. The smell of another clung to the roof of her mouth. Sugar! She harshly whispered; So much for being alone. Maybe just maybe this was for the best? Just as Lithilae started to trudge forward a song filled the dead atmosphere. With ears pricked up, with head cleared and heart hardened she replied. Lifting her skull up towards the heavens she sang her own song; a song that said she was coming.



OOC: Sorry its not the best. Just got back into writing so hopefully it will improve