Burble goes the river

"Agh!" Soil moved out from under the already muddy woman and she stumbled doen the hill. Quickly righting herself, Locha tried to calm her rapidly beating heart. Perhaps this wasn't the best idea, especially when her clumsy feat could so easily be very dangerous. Trying to descend the hills of the fjord whilst on soggy footing wasn't too smart. She was halfway down now and the burble of the river below just enticed her more. She could only imagine the view from down there, swimming with cliffs and a forest towering above you. She sighed shifting slightly where she stood, Locha surveyed the trees around her. It would probably be wise to try and rest a little. The woman attempted to scramble up and behind a tree and after a few attempts, she succeded, paws muddied. Her blue eyes moved up to the forest sky and watched the light sprinkling down, with a smile on her face.