How to Fall

There is no way to scream in a dignified or manly way while spinning through the air, already with less than a quarter of your health.

And I may have given the impression, quite wrongly, that I was no longer afraid of falling.

That said, from a rational or logical standpoint, I was in the ideal form to survive such a circumstance. Cats, squirrels, and even the mountain hare (sometimes also called a snow rabbit or snow bunny) had various evolutions critical to... not controlling one's fall, exactly, but of at least managing the conditions of landing and mitigating the impact.

In this particular instance, there was a roof, only one floor down and far, far too close for me to land on. Normally.