Jay-the-Foxy

     Jay carved though the steep, snowy mountain face. Wind whipping though his fur, as his board ran smoothly over the slightly packed, but still powdery snow. The rush of adrenaline flushing though his body elicited a loud whoop of excitement from him. Snow sprayed up in a fountain where he turned, a snaking trail through the snow marked his eager decent of Mt. Hawry. More causal hikers and skiers watched him pass by in shock, as a shouting arctic fox, racing down a mountain on a snowboard was not something they were used to seeing. Many stumbled, and reached for their phones in an attempt to capture him on camera, while others simple stare