The most impressive thing of the day thus far, these weren't even the largest falls- according to her father, at least. She wondered just how much bigger the largest ones were. Talyssa couldn't help but crane her neck to look up towards the sky above in her best effort to visualize waterfalls twice ... maybe three times the size of the one next to her. In her mind, it was amazing. She could only imagine would it would be like in reality. As Artorias described the location of another nearby waterfall, she immediately wanted to go see it. But as she lingered on the thought, that would probably be best suited for an adventure on another day. "Maybe one day we can go see that one?" She asked wistfully, with her attention returning to her paws to ensure she wouldn't make a misstep.
Though, no matter how careful she had been, the thin sheet of smaller rocks had still come loose. As they tumbled down after them, she immediately tried to shift her paws as Artorias had shown her. Even still, her instinct told her she should hug the unstable ground. Just as she began to flex her arms in a defensive stance to get herself lower, she felt the sturdy grip of her father's around her waist. His strength gave her security and total reassurance, as she was reminded that nothing bad could happen while she was with Daddy. After the gravel settled, her paws found footing as she was lowered back to the ground. With further encouragement, she nodded gently in confirmation. She glanced to the bottom of the slope and kept her attention trained between their destination and their path to reach it.
Once they reached the bottom, her breath came much more easily. When she was prompted if the rocks had caught her at all, she quickly looked at her legs- picking each paw up to examine herself for injury. She was fine. "I'm okay!" She reassured enthusiastically. Though after she answered his first questions, her attention immediately drifted back toward the falls and the small cloud of mist that sprayed the air. Little rainbows of light were cast in the haze, feeding her desire to want to go out and try to capture them ... of course, she wouldn't. But maybe it would suffice to get her paws wet at the edge of the bank. But before she moved to quell the urge, she sought the amber gaze of her father's "Are you okay, Daddy?" She asked softly. After all, she wasn't the one who stood against the scatter of rocks. He was.
Professor
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