After traveling for three days, the cats had finally reached the foot of Mist Mountain, the mountain range that divided the kingdoms of felines and the kingdom of primates. The mountain was large and covered in the rainforest that seemed to reach for the sky as it's towering trees had mist swirling around them, coloring the sky grey. Raindrops fell lightly from the sky and the canopy, cold piercing through the Chosen Three's pelts. Audacity, surprisingly, was the least effected.
"I've braved worse cold than this." He said as he began walking up the winding path on the side of the mountain, Determination and Flicker in close pursuit. "The Chill was brutal, cruel, and deadly. This rain is nothing but a nuisance to me." Remarked the
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"Audacity, you scout, and Flicker you can hunt." Determination stated with a stern voice. Audacity and Flicker nodded. The three cats began their search for shelter. Tangling roots and briars seemed to almost reach for their paws, as if they were trying to drag them down into the earth. Flicker tried sniffing for prey but could only smell rain and damp earth. He sniffed again and smelled fresh water. He started to break off from the group, and track down where the water was. He moved through the brush as he felt the earth turn into mud. He dove under a tangle of briars, as a tuft of his dappled pelt got caught on one of the thorns. Nevertheless, Flicker persisted in his pursuit of the water. He then heard the sound of rushing water, causing him to pick up his pace. He emerged from the brush and saw a bright blue river rushing through the green, dull forest. He ran to the river, his paws sinking into the mud. He lapped at the water, his throat being soothed by the cool water. As he drank he heard footsteps behind him. He whipped his head around and stared at the brush behind him. He unsheathed his claws and dug them into the mud, fear prickling through his pelt. He watched the brush as it shifted with whatever creature creeped through it. Flicker turned around and braced himself to whatever was creeping through the bush. He saw a silhouette with a lean and skinny frame, it's eyes …show more content…
Before Audacity could protest, he leaned back and leaped for the bird resting on the stone. It didn't even move as Flicker leaped on it. As his paws came in contact with the bird, the bird's body turned into pitch black smoke, momentarily blinding Flicker. The young tom slipped on the slick wet stone as he passed through the illusion and plunged into the rushing, freezing cold water. Audacity's shouts were drowned out by the rushing river. He tried swimming against the current, but the icy water diminished his strength. The water pushed him into a stone, his body limp. His vision was going black as he faintly saw Audacity leap into the water, the current seeming to change to his will, bubbles swirling around his paws. The tortoiseshell tom felt himself being grabbed by the scruff of his neck, Audacity's powerful jaws lifting the half-drowned cat out of the
He is very unprepared because he doesn’t have enough equipment to finish his trip because it’s too cold. The traveler does not have proper clothing to keep him warm in the cold weather. ”The frozen moisture of its breathing had settled on its fur in a fine powder of frost, and especially were its jowls, muzzle, and eyelashes whitened
sound…which stirred the very river in its deeps! A rising sheet of water curved over him, blinded him, strangled him! The cannon had taken a hand in the game. As he shook his head free from the commotion of the smitten water he heard the deflected shot humming through the air ahead, and in an instant it was cracking and smashing the branches in the forest beyond.
Under the trees skitters of lizards on leaves could be heard. The leaves lay charred in the sun like burnt toast. The rabbits rushed out of the brush away from foxes, as lizards skittered once more, through the crisp leaves back towards the brush.
After their long walk they found a water! The both dived into the water like puppies getting their dinner. They were so happy and excited. The whistling of birds filled the forest. The faint smell of pine trees also filled the forest. Only...
“He had plunged along, spurred on by sharp rowers of something very like panic.” Rainsford begins to realize his life truly is endangered and while running and trips and starts to panic. Rainsford is scared because he realizes that he
He fig-ured that the normal half hour walk home might take as long as two hours in snow this deep. And then there was the wind and the cold to contend with. The wind was blowing across the river and up over the embankment making the snow it carried colder and wetter than the snow blanketing the ground. He would have to use every skill he’d learned, living in these hills, to complete the journey without getting lost, freezing to death, or at the very least ending up with a severe case of frostbite be-fore he made it back to Ruby.
As we finished packing up our gear and were just about to start to heading back for home I saw something flash through the ferns on the other side of the river. It was hard to make out because whatever it was had kept darting back and forth through the dank, dark shadows that the edge of the forest canopy had created.
Water rushing, pushing, and pulling our raft down the river. The crystal clear liquid leaves nothing to the imagination as I eagerly peer over the edge of the boat, frantically searching the round stones for the mysterious Giant Salamander said to be native to these waters.
As he hit the water it splashed, causing ripples widening circles in the almost glassy-like substance. Fish hurriedly swam away, hiding behind coral. The cool water encompassed Walter. He opened his eyes. It was a beautiful sight. Rare fish swam in vast schools, dolphins danced in the water, and crabs scurried along the white sand. He swam a bit deeper down.
He went on down the hill, toward the dark woods within which the liquid silver voices of the birds called unceasing - the rapid and urgent beating of the urgent and quiring heart of the late spring night. He did not look
The foamy wavelets curled up to her white feet and coiled like serpents about her ankles. She walked out. The water was chill but she walked on. The water was deep, but she lifted her white body and reached out with a long, sweeping stroke. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.
The river was no long as beautiful and as graceful as he thought it once was before. As the ship sailed farther into the river the water became enriched with astonishing colors. Than the water started to be troublesome, it was trembling, boiling, breaking, and more. The author convey, "This sun means that we are going to have wind tomorrow; that floating log means that the river is rising, small thanks to it; that slanting mark on the water refers to a bluff reef which is going to kill somebody’s steamboat on of these nights; if it keeps stretching out like that;.” The river was becoming to be much of a scare for the pilot.
The first thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull line - that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so far away-trading-scows, and such things; and long black streaks-rafts ... and by and by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl up off of the water, and the east reddens up.
Kino could feel himself falling, but he couldn’t do anything. His arms and legs were like lead weights. Moving them was impossible. He hit the ground hard. Only his head hit the surface of the pond. A cool sensation flooded over his body and then everything was gone.
As we started to slowly drift down the river, seemingly inch by inch, I began to have feelings of disappointment. I had been planning on a more hazardous and fast-paced ride. The water was crystal clear and almost as flat as a sheet of glass. There was only a very mild current and being as impatient as I was, it appeared to me that we weren’t even moving.