Whitewater Gorge i don't know nothing about mopeds

Easy was sniffing around the edge of the gorge, mentally comparing it to the morraine that divided Aditya's wood from Daddy's plains. The morraine, at least, was far easier to navigate than the gorge, but Easy rather liked the rush of water from down below. Of course, Daddy would have been terrified to find her so close to the edge. He held on tight to the belief that wolves that died in rushing water would have there spirits trapped there forever. He didn't know quite what happened to their spirits after they died, but Easy understood it was somewhere between Aditya's idea of reincarnation and Daddy's extremely odd belief that there were people in the sky writing out their stories.

But whatever. She was too young to die, and Tegan was up ahead, clearly very eager to see her again.

"Hey, Tegan!" she hailed, glad to see that he was just where she'd expected him to be. Part of her wanted to run and see him, but there was an odd scent in the ground, here. Easy wondered if the Last Shadow had been to this area as well. "Come smell this - do you recognize the scent?" She was pretty sure one of the strange creatures they'd scented in the taiga had landed here, too.