((Lets see if any one can take on the challege of catching my character, alive. There may be many, and I'll fight you all, so how's about guys? First we'll start off in a nice snowstorm mountainous region. I.E. be semi-powerful)) Rushing through the air and reaching out for the next rock to jump off of, Windowo leapt. Rock to icy rock He had to implant his nails into each one. These rocks weren't climbed often and the recent snow slicked every stone. His nails were nice and sharp tough, and even with slight discomfort, Win could get a good enough clutch to hold him self till he could spring himself off the rock with his legs. Of course he had no idea where he was going, only that is was away from those mean people who wanted to hurt him. And was he scared. Thats mostly what drove him through all this stinging cold and blinding snow. So he kept going, hoping he was fast enough not to be followed.