Awesome commission by rexequinox

It was now or never, the Avalanche was on my heels, and I felt myself losing my footing, paws designed for the surface of things like snow was surprisingly bad at being IN snow.

My trousers began to split as both myself and the clothing were fit to burst, the final shifts were kicking in as the avalanche began to swallow me up.

I still held my posture while running, as the aches and pains still wrecked my body like I was still mostly human. Even this far, I felt I was done for.

But it was at this moment I felt the last kick, the power of the wolf surged through me. I leapt out of my potential snowy prison with such a force, a resounding explosion of sound would have caused more avalanches. My feet and digitigrade pose were fully formed as I made a loud battle cry. Lurching myself forward like I was part of the Olympic Mountain jump, I flew through the air as the churning nature of the avalanche followed from beneath me.

Art © Rexequinox, posted with permission