The trail wound south then west. Ultyr followed the floral fragrance from the wall to these cliffs. The woodland was thick and the weather turned to autumn. A fog clung to the trunks of the trees as they neared a mighty waterfall. The scent was so close. So Close. The moist air and cool breeze were starting to obscure the scent.
He chuffed for his girl to keep close. Soon he would have to break the trail and find something to hunt. Her slowly growing gravid belly was just starting to show. It wasn't a surprise for her tiny frame.
The scent was so strong! The Morningstar princess had to be close! But where? The fog was not so thick as to lose themselves in it, but it certainly added a mysterious aura the place.