Ellie shrugged and allowed her skis to make contact with the slope below, feeling gravity pull her down already. Because she was wearing this wingsuit, she wasn't able to completely lean forward as a result of that. Didn't matter though, she was collecting quite the bit of speed as carved down this wicked slope. If there was another thing the Norweigians had going for them, it was definitely their mountains. Add women, vikings, and snow to the ever-expanding list of things Norway did right. She couldn't wait to ditch these skis and go carving this mountain in the air. She and Seb were probably the first to do this to the mountains, and she was so glad. She didn't want a place like this to be desecrated by your average stupid teenage punk looking to get some cheap, easy views doing something incredibly dumb on it. At least if someone were to carve these mountains they'd do it right, and extravagantly. This was what Ellie was for, doing this for her own personal experience and sharing it with the world. The powder was fresh, untouched, perfectly set for skis to carve. She used the ski poles to keep herself balanced and upright, as well as give herself some momentum and speed to go off on. 

Ellie could've sworn she was Olympic material, but a few things were keeping her from actually entering. For example, the mixed nationality thing. Would she be competing for Team Scotland or Team Canada? These were issues that Ellie had better things to be worrying about rather than those. Maybe she would become an Olympian, but as for right now she was concentrating on providing her fans with quality content and making sure the loyal ones are happy. As she was coming down, she was thinking of stuff to give away for her next subscriber milestone. A large dip sent Ellie airborne, and she could feel the impact travel through her body as she landed. She smiled at the the jump, but seeing the slope of the mountain and the end coming up ahead, she knew that the end was coming soon. The speed she had accumulated was only going to increase, so it would be coming faster and faster by the second.

The Scottish-Canadian looked around and saw that something was travelling down the side of the mountains. Upon a closer look, she could see that it snow. Large chunks of snow. Ellie cursed to herself, and continued to travel down at an even faster rate, tucking herself in so that she had a better chance at beating the avalanche. This was scary, but Ellie know that all her GoPros were capturing every second, and would be sending fear and adrenaline into hearts of fans everywhere. The end was coming. Ellie needed to ditch the skis now and start soaring like an eagle. Where was Richard when you needed him? Shame she couldn't bring him, it would be badass for her to have her eagle soaring alongside. Ellie thought to herself, mentally preparing herself for the stunt she would be pulling off in the coming seconds. "Okay... okay... here you go Elizabeth... here you go." She said, as the end was coming up faster than a rocket.

The skiier went airborne, and she could feel everything slowing down as she ditched her skis, watching them fall down below as she got into the proper position to deploy her wingsuit. She spread her arms and legs, feeling the air catch in those flaps and carrying her up, as she felt like a bird once again, sailing through the air and feeling the wind on her body. As turned a certain direction, she saw the sun shining on them. If this wasn't glorious, she didn't know what this was.