China Grove

Jynn wandered through the dense mangrove forest. Tall trees with long tendrils of gnarly roots formed small little islands amongst the lattice of teal green water. It was a gorgeous day. Rays of sunlight beamed in through the green leaves of the trees, casting verdant reflections on the water. She leapt from one miniature island to the next, padding through shorter grasses interspersed among the dirt. One tree off to her right was leaning a little precariously and she skirted around it before moving on to the next island. When she arrived she paused and stretched up the tree, working her claws in to form a marking to help her track where she'd been. The mangrove forest was dense and trees grew as far as her eyes could see, growing fainter into a fading wall of browns.