Silvertip Mountain Bound by the world

June wasn't quite what was going on but Mason's excitement fed hers. She allowed herself to start bounding about as they left the den in the middle of the night, despite her exhaustion at the broken sleep. She copied Mason the entire way up, stepping in her father's paw-prints because he was doing so as well. It was times like these where she was glad she had learnt how to walk with her elongated figure.

"What going on?" she asked as Mason nipped at their father's tail and looked to see where they were. June also looked, though it was the noise that helped her identify where they were. On her numerous escapades through the pack lands she had come up to the waterfall. It had been terrifying and she had immediately run away. Now it seemed she would have to confront the waterfall with it's sound of water pounding on water.