--Finally a place to, rest?

after parting and making sure Philomena was back with her pack safely, Willoughby left the main continent. her paws carried her to these falls, where she took note of the area's more stable environment. unknown to her, the falls were named for the cedar trees that blanketed the area. she could make up any name she wanted though; this place was not yet known to her memory. wandering about, she tried to commit everything to it. the less impacted zones of Boreas were more desirable right now; she had no desire to go near the volcano's inner lands.

there was a fresh scent of evergreen and foliage, but below all that, she picked up the scent of a wolf. fresh too. scanning the environment quickly, she spotted him. the smell of food would be enticing if she hadn't gobbled down some scraps days prior. "hello there" she called to him, her voice lifting so her soft vocals could reach him. he was a bit of a distance away, but surely he noticed her entering this area. Willoughby hadn't tried to hide or sneak around. that just wasn't her. maybe the man was fleeing Boreas, finding shelter in this area? she could only guess.