Autumn chill.

It was time for them to move once again, after she enjoyed the season within Fern Gully, it became the new normal for the band, the band that she loved and cared for. It was the normal thing to do after all. She known that Atreyu wanted a secure home for her family and close friends, that time would come however and Fairytale known that. The lands opened up to a large fjord, Fairy's eyes widening at the sight. There appeared to be steep cliffs and areas that would allow others to travel down over the steep faces of the cliffs. One wrong slip could mean dangerous situations. The yearling wasn't stupid with ignoring the dangers and threats. Ears perked and alert as paws carefully guided her across the rock faces. "Be careful with every step, some of the rocks seem like they could give out under paw with one wrong move. Maybe if we find a easier way down, there's got to be easier paths."

The girl looked around surveying the area as best as she possibly could. There was some paths but how to get to them, that is what would make the yearling worry. Because one wrong slip meant that one or multiple members of the pack could become injured. Although their alpha was a healer it didn't help ease the worry at all. Not until she was able to learn the fjord better would it help ease such thoughts. Her paws guiding her carefully down over a older trail, keeping watch for anything that was misplaced or looked like it just didn't belong at all. Testing areas - well some with her front paw before actually stepping or advancing upon the journey.

1/3 Navigation (Faller's Fjord)

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