Ski Jumping
Tervayn straightened his goggles and gripped his poles like a pro. It was his first time trying anything like this, throwing himself down a mountainside and off a ramp, counting on balance and skill only to land. No flying allowed, wings for gliding only. His tail whipped to and fro in his excitement to begin.
At the signal, he gave one firm push off the top of the slope, leaning into his skis. Powder blew up in a fine dust as he shot through it, picking up speed, wind slicing over his horns. He kept his jaws firmly clamped shut against the urge to cheer in excitement as he approached the ramp.
He hit it smoothly and flew! Skis up, just like flying, but no wings. It was all air and gravity and thrill, no true control. He watched the ground as he arced through the sky, waiting for the moment he'd land and continue hurtling toward his cheering clanmates at the end of the course.
Tervayn straightened his goggles and gripped his poles like a pro. It was his first time trying anything like this, throwing himself down a mountainside and off a ramp, counting on balance and skill only to land. No flying allowed, wings for gliding only. His tail whipped to and fro in his excitement to begin.
At the signal, he gave one firm push off the top of the slope, leaning into his skis. Powder blew up in a fine dust as he shot through it, picking up speed, wind slicing over his horns. He kept his jaws firmly clamped shut against the urge to cheer in excitement as he approached the ramp.
He hit it smoothly and flew! Skis up, just like flying, but no wings. It was all air and gravity and thrill, no true control. He watched the ground as he arced through the sky, waiting for the moment he'd land and continue hurtling toward his cheering clanmates at the end of the course.