I floated and flew jubilantly in the sky; the breath of autumn whispering to me with every whipping twist and turn.
I clung to the air for a moment, like an eagle poised to strike for its prey. But as the sky began to lose its grip on me, I realised that the pile of leaves beneath me was unlikely to break my fall.
As I begun plummeting down, down, down, closer and closer to the awaiting jaws of the evil ground, panic struck me, and I flapped my arms in a desperate attempt to soar back up into the air - back into the tree from which I had fallen.
I saw Olivia's face gazing at me as I twisted through the air, out of control, and I saw her whince as I came crashing down onto solid earth.
Luckily, the rainfall from the prevous night had left the ground fairly soft, and landing on my back didn't result in any breakages, but I was winded, and as I gasped for air, I watched Olivia slide down the tree as fast as she could, to ensure that I was okay.
She almost lost her footing several times - the rain had left the old bark of the oak tree in a fairly slippery condition - however, she seemed to be a lot more in control. She jumped down the last few branches, and finally arrived at my side, kneeling down and putting her face to mine, screeching at me and crying from fear.
The closness of Olivia only made it harder for me to catch my breath.