Walkabout

It was early when Avella slipped away. Dawn was just breaking over the ocean. Quietly she slipped through the crevice of their cave. Once on the sand the Archer gave a quick look around before moving off down the beach. She didn't have any particular destination in mind. It was rather difficult for that when she didn't know much about the place she, Scully, and Clouse now found themselves in.

It felt like she'd traveled along the beach for hours. As it became lighter she could see the sands of the beach were coming to an end. She wasn't sure how far she'd gone but she'd been careful to ensure her paw prints would be washed away. The last thing she wanted was for someone to follow them back to Clouse and Scully.

Somehow she'd found herself at the top of a cliff over looking the ocean. Behind her seem flat and because of the time of year most things seemed dead. She stood there wondering what ot might be like when everything was growing again. After a few moments she investigated around the cliff edge, she'd never seen anything like it.

Avella couldn't help the feeling of wanting to see more. She was sure there was so much more to see out there. She also like this time to herself when she could just be and didn't have so many worries. That didn't mean she regretted returning home and traveling to this place with Scully and Clouse. Just some habits were hard to break.

Deciding not to waste more time staring out over the ocean she moved away from the edge. On into the dried grasses of what had once been a meadow. She didn't know what she'd find but she certainly wouldn't turn down a meal if she happened across it.