Walk By

Yawn. What was he doing here? It was a fascinating place, the frost clinging to the trees, and the sound of rushing water in the background. Still, he didn't have much of a purpose right now, and he wasn't sure where his path was leading. His ambitions had been crushed with the fall of Hellstrom, and he just hadn't found anything solid since that time. But perhaps, if he was lucky, this journey to the east would offer something new. He'd decided to take to exploring for a bit, before he would meet again with Rivaxorus to settle himself for the winter. At least he knew what he was doing with himself throughout the cold season. But after that... there was a world of opportunity, and he would take it.

Xephyris took a deep breath of the frigid air, shaking out his coat so that it puffed out to ward off the cold. Trotting toward the sound of the falls, he figured he might as well see the sights and get to know these lands. He'd never been to the east before, so despite his restless mind, he at least had something to fill his time rather than anxiously waiting around for the season to change. He reached the steep slope where the river cascaded down the mountainside. He set his paws at the edge of the pool where the falls ended. He could feel the light mist dampening his pelt slightly, but he knew his thick fur would not be penetrated by the moisture. Feeling at ease with the roar of falling water, he sat down, staring ahead and allowing himself to relax slightly, a rare luxury for the young male.