On the Edge

[Thornshadow]

Graysnow loomed over the edge of the rocky indent in the earth; though this indent was a deadly trench. Pebbles skidded down the smooth sides until they finally landed in angry torrents of water, being pushed around until being shattered to pieces from friction.

The wind whipped at Graysnow's fur, and she blinked, looking up. Her eyes grew teary as she gazed behind her. Just about then, her heart cracked, and Graysnow backed away from the gorge edge and went farther down to get away from the place where her mother died.

Trying to do so was useless, however. Graysnow was still close, and she even grew sad when she was a mile away from her mother's deathbed, and here she was a couple foxlengths. But she did not desire to leave!

Graysnow wimpered and dug her muzzle into her tail, shuddering with spasms of sorrow. Wetness began to gain in her eyes, and as she did not wipe them away, soon they were rolling down and falling to the ground. Graysnow fluffed up her fur to the continuous, groaning wind. It moaned with pity and sympathy for Graysnow... though it also seemed to be mocking her, laughing at how weak she was. I'm nothing... she thought, though it faded away like mist on a sunny day.

"No!" she whispered. "I will be strong..."

Graysnow stood up and faced the buffeting winds with narrowed blue eyes. Those same gorgeous orbs had been crying a moment before, and now Graysnow would stand.

Graysnow - Thornshadow