Quietly Novella continued to follow, gaze looking up frequently to watch Gwyndolyn and see where she was leading them. Still somewhat confused by the silent and sudden way in which the other female had set off. They were walking alongside the river now, following the direction it flowed though unlike her new found friend, Novella paid little attention to the waters, Gwyndolyn still proving to be a little more intriguing to her.
It was likely down to the fact that Novella had grown rather used to the salty smell on the air, learnt to think rather little of it understanding that the ocean wasn't too far away. Like Gwyndolyn though, before coming to Alacritis she had never seen the sea, those questions had once lingered in her own mind. "Where's it go? It empties somewhere- I know. It just- it smells different..." Her eyes had flicked away from the grey wolf now, briefly moving to the river as Gwyndolyn motioned to it.
"The salty smell?" Novella asked, just wanting to confirm that was what Gwyndolyn had meant. "We must be getting closer to the ocean. Maybe this river leads there." To be honest she wasn't entirely sure where the river went, it was just an educated guess.
