There's a Rumble in the Floor

Kiela looked vaguely amused at her descent - at least in her own little way. She wasn't one for expressing herself outwardly, her moods were often quite subtle, but distinguishable once you got to know her. She let out a soft, dry laugh as she slowed and eventually pulled herself upright onto all fours. She shook some debris from her coat as she tried to regain her bearings. Thanks to the slope downward it was easy to tell if they were going in the right direction or not but it was critical that they scoped out their surroundings and figured out both how they'd continue their descent, as well as how they'd make their way back up. Kiela let out a little huff as they continued on.

Before long the sound of rushing water became audible, only growing stronger as they continued on. Eventually as they went she could see waterfalls - more than one, though one was quite close - falling from a steep cliff behind them and pouring down toward the ocean. For a moment she stopped to take in the scenery, grateful she'd made it here to see this. Kiela didn't doubt by the time she made the eventual trek back up that she'd be beyond exhausted, and would no doubt sleep soundly tonight. If they made it back tonight, that was. "I do not know," she admitted, slowing her pace to twist around and glance at Muzet. "Though perhaps we could rest, and find a way back after?" It sounded like a good idea at least. Growing too fatigued to continue back would be troublesome if a sudden storm hit; she'd much rather be on solid ground and off the cliffside in case that happened.