Utterly bemused with the sight before her, the elegant white female was in her element as her imagination took the splendid scene before her and took it over the top; to Silence, the pools of snow where in fact rainbow puddles, the clear sky and sun sparkled and gave the world before her a soft glow. Everything was suddenly enchanting. With a grin upon her face, the small female danced into the field without a care in the world.
Silence was by nature, a happy girl and despite the circumstances she found herself in, lost, alone and somewhat defenceless she couldn’t help but enjoy the freedom that came with being in a strange new land, with extraordinary new sights and smells to assault her senses. Although she could only just hear them, she knew the birds were singing an alluring song for her to dance too. Pup-like in her behaviour, she mentally hummed her own tune to accompany the faint noise of the birds, as she allowed her paws to dance from snow clump to snow clump. Each time her toes touched the cold surface she imagined droplets of every colour splashing up and landing haphazardly on the ground around her. With an inward giggle, she would lift up to her hind legs, spin on the spot and land with such grace before she skipped to the next.
She danced her dazzling ballet for one across the field, neglecting to look for the tell-tale signs of others around her. In her world she was alone, a symphony of music and her paws against the world and she had momentarily found a reason to be happy. Strange though it may seem, her dance had made her forget of her loneliness; of her disregard of her mothers concerns which had ultimately lead her to being here now, lost and far from her homelands. For that single moment she felt bliss once more, like she had no troubles in the world and everything was just fine.
And her lonely dance continued further into the fields, away from cover and onwards towards larger mounds of snow and ice.
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