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11-22-2012, 09:14 AM
Flattening her ears against another howling gale, Aryel reflected that this was quite possibly turning out to be a very foolish decision. The blue-tinted mare shuffled her wings, dislodging a dusting of snow, and attempted to fold them so as to cover her sides against the cold. Not quite a blizzard, this snowstorm had blow up suddenly while she was grazing on the shrubbery nearby. Now, all thoughts of food were driven from her mind as she searched for somewhere to take the shelter. Her coat, which had grown thick in the winter months, protected her against the cold, but the wind still managed to cut through the fur and chill her. She needed to find a windbreak, preferably quickly.
Peering through the white flakes, she caught sight of a slanted structure. A pile of rocks had, over the years, accumulated a dune of snow that climbed up the windward side and hung in a frozen curl over the boulders, providing a sort of roof. She hurried towards it, breaking into a trot.
She sighed with relief as she entered the pocket of still air created by the rocks and overhang. Her face and back were powdered with flakes, and the long fur near her hooves had acquired chunks of snow. Maybe I'll just rest here until it blows over, she thought, folding her legs and gazing out onto the tundra. Just until it blows over.
Peering through the white flakes, she caught sight of a slanted structure. A pile of rocks had, over the years, accumulated a dune of snow that climbed up the windward side and hung in a frozen curl over the boulders, providing a sort of roof. She hurried towards it, breaking into a trot.
She sighed with relief as she entered the pocket of still air created by the rocks and overhang. Her face and back were powdered with flakes, and the long fur near her hooves had acquired chunks of snow. Maybe I'll just rest here until it blows over, she thought, folding her legs and gazing out onto the tundra. Just until it blows over.
Thanks for the good times, and no hard feelings for the bad times.
Vicer and Aryel's new threads never happened.
Vicer and Aryel's new threads never happened.
