Lost Creek Hollow cause the best part is falling.

Wanna fade this and has new soon? :D

Mordecai stood and agreed to searching for a place to sleep for the night.  His comment brought a wry smile to Harlyn's face and she gave him a nod, stepping forward to lead their way down along the rocky shelves.  An idea had popped into her head of what they might do when they settled down somewhere to sleep, and he had already unwittingly paved the way.

They walked in silence for a few minutes, creeping along the earthen paths until Harlyn found an outcropping of rock that would offer some shelter should the weather choose to turn.  Stretched out before it was a patch of plush grass and it was to here the druid gravitated, flexing her toes into the loam before glancing backwards at Mordecai.

"How about we sleep here for the night?" Harlyn asked, pausing a moment to give him time to agree before she turned to face him and took a step nearer, her expression darkening mischieviously, "Now... about that nighttime exploring..."  She tilted her muzzle upward and gave him a sultry smirk, fully anticipating that he would get her meaning.