Peril!

Cold breeze struck the faces of people as they galloped on their horses. The wind howled in their ears, and their faces winced and turned red in chilly gusts and hair prickled under their clothes. The trees swung merrily as the group travelled. Sounds echoed, splashing, we, swishing, and many more that were unrecognisable.

The chilly weather and suns hid beyond the clouds, and clouds roamed round like cotton in the sky. The mountains that stood tall and proud, the trees that sang and swished in the chilly breeze. However, no matter what, the group didn't stop and continued to ride their horses. 

After a certain amount of time a vast view greeted them and the freezing sensation increased many folds as the icy breeze became beyond tolerable. Therefore the group slowed their speed and proceeded cautiously.