Falls of the Hinterlands But something rustled on the floor

If Saena caught on to any of Sjáseiðr's uncertainty and insecurity, she didn't acknowledge it. Already her head was turning so she could survey the waterfall and the slope beyond it. It was one hell of a long climb, and who knew how far across the mountain went? She hadn't noticed it when she'd moved her pack into the wild hinterlands, but now it was probably the quickest way she could go. Looping all the way around to the coast would take far too long, she reasoned.

"I need to get over this mountain," explained Saena with a flick of her nose in the direction she was already facing. "I have something very urgent to do over there." There was far more to the story, but her eyes sought Sjáseiðr now and she canted her head just a little. "Do you know the fastest way over it?"