Hold On A Minute

The sun was starting it's climb downward as Natha scaled the gray rocks into the gorge. It was still green with the remnants of summer. Small shrubs and pines stubbornly grew in the rocky soil and already she could feel the wind. It whipped at her fur in ebbs and flow. Natha paused between the two walls of stone that opened down into the gorge. "Well, it certainly is windy. Let's see what else we can find here." She strode ahead, entering the strange circular gorge. "I wonder what gave it this weird shape."

In addition to exploration Natha kept an eye out on the weather. Sheets of gray clouds were starting to move in. The stretched over the top of the sun but the light still managed to pierce through them, at least for now. They might have to find a place to shelter but hopefully the clouds would just move through before rain or some other precipitation began to fall. Well, maybe. She squinted at the sky again.