Wrath's Daring Challenge « Thread Started on Apr 7, 2008, 5:21pm »
I saw a cliff up ahead, I was bored and in need of excitment and fun. I ran to the cliffs and scaled, slowly and carefully up the loose rocks. I had stepped on a rock that was a little too loose. I jumped to the next ledge, sturdy it was, and watched the loose rock I had stepped on crash to the bottom. After half an hour, I looked down and noticed I was one hundred feet up. I saw a cave just another hundred feet upwards, I decided if I was going to make it to that cave and not fall, I would shelter there for the night, it was getting mighty dark. I could already see the night time stars. I carefully stepped from rock to rock and finally reached the cave. There, I sprained my ankle, minor injury it was. I lyed down and fell alseep. I would go higher, perhaps, tomarrow, or head downwards to solid ground. Either way, the next day would hold challenges.
I stood upon the strongest ledge. I pointed my muzzle upqards and howled at the loudest volume I possibly could. I wanted to be with another wolf. I started downwards but fell off the ledge, I gave an ear splitting yelp that carried for miles. I fell several feet before hitting another strong ledge where basketball sized rocks crashed down on top of me, I was knocked out. I was at the total mercy of the cliffs and the elements. I hoped that a wolf would come to help me soon, it was mighty cold today, and I was in no postition to shelter from the cold, for if I was out cold long enough, I would probably freeze to death...and die. The wind was blowing pretty hard where I was, I hoped that I would wake soon and get down from here, but I didn't see that happening...any time soon.