Hushed Willows by the color tv glow

my bad on holding this up, i totally thought i replied to this the other day. now i realize i just closed the window ugh. D:

Though she may not have known whether or not there was a stream to be found, Mordecai held onto the certainty that there had to be. He thought he had seen one at some point, perhaps one that he had passed with Harlyn when she had first brought him to the cavern. He followed Larkspur's rise, shifting his gaze away from her and to the features ahead of them that he could make out. It took a moment of pinpoint where he thought their best guess should be, but when he had determined where that was it was easy to set off.

Taking on a pace that was more for leisure (and perhaps not to wear them both totally out), Mordecai followed the gentle slope that lead them away from the cover that the rocky outcroppings provided them. Some indeterminable time later came the sound that he was searching for—bubbling, running water.