Whitewater Gorge one we say, off we go

Totally cool! <3

It was a fair way down, enough for Lucca to know that he would not survive if he slipped. That alone quelled his excitement, his budding analytical mind judging which route would be safest. He took a tentative step on a small, jutting ledge before a gentle voice caught his attention. Orange eyes strayed from the rapids below and focused on a pale woman who had materialised.

"No, I'm not," he retorted, though he did take a small step back thinking she wouldn't notice. For all his bitterness towards the adults and his parents who had made them go on this journey, deep down Lucca was still a sweet, respectful mama's boy. "I just wanted to look!" he added, almost defensively but his tail waved in a friendly manner, curious about the stranger. She had the strangest orange markings and glimmering eyes that reminded him of Towhee's.