Into Thin Air. [CLOSED] Jun 30, 2014 19:27:39 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2014 19:27:39 GMT -5
NOTE: THIS THREAD TAKES PLACE IN LEAF-BARE
Fate of Five Admin
Fate of Five Admin
lost among the shattered dreams of princes
Tree climbing. It required balance, flexibility, and grace. All qualities the less than masculine tom harbored. This lesson should be a breeze for him. He looked with amber eyes at his leader, his mentor, waiting for her signal.
When it was time, he crossed to the nearest tree, jumped up, and sank his claws into the rough bark. Trying not to think too much about it, he took a breath, closed his eyes, and jumped a little. He repeated the process a few times, and when he opened his eyes and looked down, his mentor looked smaller, and he knew he was succeeding. With a smile, he turned his head upward and shimmied up the tree, finally reaching the lowest branch.
It was an old pine tree, so when he looked down, the forest floor was far below him. He crept forward along the branch, testing out his balance so far off the ground. He straightened and lifted his body off the branch, standing up. Carefully he removed his claws and moved his paws from the sides of the branch and onto the top, one by one, so they rested beneath his frame, locking his claws back into position.
He took a few steps forward, gaining confidence, before turning his head to look behind him. He then realized he would have to find a way to turn around to get back to the trunk.
Sticking his tail out for balance, he crouched down, pivoting slowly, pawstep by pawstep, until he balanced perpendicular to the branch. He swayed slightly, and quivered as he held his position. Once his sense of balance returned, he finished his turn, resting against the branch and letting out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding.
He rose again, extracting his claws. Time to test how well his balance truly was. He stepped forward, moving lightly, letting his paws touch the branch momentarily before removing them again. A light little trot to the trunk, and he attempted a turn again, this time while standing.
With a smile and a small laugh, he moved back along the branch, faster than before, light, dainty, and laughing. One more turn, and he ran back to the trunk of the tree. A broad smile on his face, he returned to the middle of the branch, looking down at where his mentor stood, waiting to see what would happen next.
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