Black Cat Bone

There was moisture in the air and a coolness with it. It did not smell of rain, nor of the water drawn from plants that made the air cool, no this was a waterfall. Isabella had only seen one in her life, a small one back home and even that amazed her. No doubt it was tied in some way with the ocean and that meant it was tied with the Spirit of The Ocean. To her it was water doing what it was meant to do, go back to the sea from where it came. It was a journey she wanted to see and maybe reflect by for a while.

Following the coolness a distant roar came with it, the sound falls. Ears up the fox colored female moved on in the direction. Normally her steps were as calm as her demeanor and as cold as her eyes but now there was a small spring in them to only be seen if one looked closely. After all the land was a dangerous place, best not to let silly joy lead to falling and injury. The sent, cool, and sound lead to the base of a mountain where it seemed there were few safe ways up. Staying at the bottom of the cascading water simply would not do for Isabella so without hesitation he found a way up and went for it.

The trip wasn't that hard, she was small, swift and had long since been a traveler. It helped that she was excited to get to a good viewing point. Moving on she made it to the look out point to find there was another wolf there, a small female that seemed older than her. Isabella respected those older than her, and the wolf seemed to be looking at the waterfall in though, something that Isabella could appreciate. So when she spoke she decided to speak a little more than simple greeting. "Hello there stranger. Looks like I am not the only one to seek out the majesty of such a sight. I am Isabella VentFlurrer, loner. This waterfall is amazing, is it not?" Her words were empty yet not as distant as they normally were.