Rising Sun Valley You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

The gentle flutter of her heart only increased as he replied and as she took a moment to digest his reply. When it hit her, her features brightened considerably. “Yeah… cool!” she said, finding herself at a lack of words despite her happiness. She couldn’t quite describe how she felt, but she knew that it was something that she had certainly never felt before.

But, just as quickly as she had hit the peak of her emotional rollercoaster, it sudden came crashing down as he spoke. “That stinks,” she admitted with a frown, not quite finding the most elegant expression in that moment. As her sadness stewed in the pit of her belly, he asked a question that distracted her personal pity party.

Thinking on his question for a moment, and easily rebounded out of her teenage angst, she thought about why the mountain was called Sleeping Dragon. “My Heda hasn’t taught me about that before. But, it might be because of our culture-- Drageda.” she paused, suddenly confused. “But, I’m not sure about the “Sleeping” part…” She laughed to herself, somewhat caught up in her own embarrassment to attempt to trek any further.