Two Rivers Isle There are no roads here

He had followed the pale vixen, padding in her pawsteps as they loped down from the magnificent forest towards the sound of running water. He watched with eager eyes as she slowed to a halt and he mirrored her actions, letting his strides diminish so that he could reside beside her on the rise. Before him looped the first river, a ribbon of sanctum through this desert wilderness. Though the subtle green shoots indicated the land was slowly beginning to return to its true form, the boy was still grateful that his new companions had chosen to settle in close range of water. Waving his tail in the gentle breeze, he listened intently as she explained the lay of the land, casting his gaze along to put her words in a physical form. "Is there food here?" he questioned with a curious chuff, wondering how, and if, any creature fit for a meal was able to cross the flowing waters.