Let It Go
02-08-2014, 02:57 PM
Elsa tended to stick to the northern regions of Alacritis because that was the region she knew best. She loved the snow and high altitudes because her lungs, she herself, loved it. She could handle it more than a southern wolf could. Small snowflakes fell because she was higher up than usual. While it was nothing like a mountain with snow it was still significant enough for the small flakes to fall. The serious yet caring wolf decided to push forward. up to the summit of 'The Wall'. A small smile caught her as she moved upward with a thought in her mind. Just let it go. She lost herself and pushed her speed to the limit, almost tripping over her feet a few times. She loved the mountains. They were her.