A Dip In The Moonlight

Aspen Wreckage

She was so captivated by the falls; the roar of the water hitting the pools below, the moonlight reflecting off the ripples in the water, the cool sensation that washed over her form that relaxed muscles she didn't even know were tense. Aspen was in a whole different world, so perhaps that was why she didn't notice the stranger's approach. It wasn't until his throat was cleared did the young girl turn to see a deep silver figure sitting on the bank. His expression reminded her much of a fox; playful and charming but a vixen all the same. His question drifted across the water to her perked ears, just loud enough to be heard over the hum of the falls. Aspen allowed herself to smile softly, thinking how truly wonderful it was to wade in the waters after summer's burning day. "Too spectacular to say, really."

She supposed he was of no immediate threat, though her older brother always cautioned her to avoid strangers, especially males, Aspen felt it was safe enough to venture closer to shore. She crossed the distance slowly, enjoying the feeling of moonlight across her damp raven fur. Finally she settled a few feet down the bank, laying on her stomach against the shoreline as she turned to look back out over the falls. "Almost feels as if the moon has kissed the waterfall, doesn't it?" Perhaps this male did not care for such comments, but to Aspen, the views experienced in life are what made life matter. From the driest sands to the lushest forests, to the simmering heat of the south to the snowy north, and everything held in between. There was always something new to see. She chuckled softly to herself, shaking her head as another thought crossed her mind. "And to think the rest of the world is sleeping, never to realize the beauty that passes them by."