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Natha gazed down at the trees. They weren't tiny trees by any means but large trees that likely once towered above the land before the flood. Lúta asked a good question and the lynx shrugged. "I have no idea. It certainly wasn't rain." She turned her gaze northward to the ocean. "Hmm… I wonder if there was a tsunami or something in the past, or a flood and this lower area filled up with water and then froze." There would have to have been a drop in temperature but that wasn't unusual this far north. When the flood waters receded the water would've been trapped in this deep valley.

While Lúta set to crafting Natha found herself walking carefully across the ice, looking to see if she could find any fish that were frozen in the ice or if they were in fact moving deep beneath the ice. She did spy a rather interesting tree that seemed to have a bend in its middle. Ok, that was worth marking. Her claws were out again as she attempted another trail marker. She carefully etched a rough tree shape in the ice. This was kind of fun.