Dragoncrest Cliffs You are supposed to be halfway around the world by now.

Awareness!

It had been a long trek to get this far, and to her surprise, she'd lost the trail. Okay, so it wasn't that surprising; by the third week, Pepper hadn't exactly been keen to see Happy. She knew she'd find him eventually, but the fact that he was making her do all of this work was just - ugh. Pepper had worked her way in to a tizzy within the first few hours of her departure, then calmed things down as she formed some kind of battle plan — but now, weeks later, it was just too irritating to think about the fool of a boy. Mostly she was mad at herself for caring so much. She'd never admit to caring about the fool, but here she was, trudging along the edge of the world, clinging to an uneven cliffside while the sky was rumbling threats at her from above. 

'Happy, you piece of sh-' the redhead was thinking, but was pulled from her irritation by the sound of the sky ripping; or at least that's what she thought was happening, because it sounded like a giant piece of velcro being pulled across the clouds, and then the waves of rain started up. She stood on the cliff and stared out to sea, a little speck of red upon a rocky outcropping, no trees in sight — and she could actually watch as the rain fell across the ocean and moved its way towards the coast. Within moments the downpour was atop her, as if to douse the flame of her spirit (or maybe wash out the vibrance of her coat, who really knew). Pepper did duck, but there was no avoiding the intensity of the thick, humid, heavy rain. She dove for the cover of the trees, but even the reaching arms of the nearest pine gave way to the sheets upon sheets of percipitation.

Soaking and shivering from her hideaway, Pepper groaned and glowered, and knew she'd have to wait it out.