Whitefish River girlie, who are you?

Sorry for the wait!

It'd been long since Lavender had felt as adventurous as she did, and she seized this rare sentiment to investigate Morningside's neighboring territory. Although she did not stray far from home, as the smell of the borders lingered just a few yards behind her, this was a big outing for Lavender. 

Her body quaked as she tiptoed along Whitefish River. She kept her head low to the ground as she investigated, and occasionally she'd pause to sniff an unfamiliar scent. It was in the midst of this moment that Lavender caught movement up ahead, and spotted a stranger in the distance. 

Frankly, Lavender had never had the best of luck with strangers. Yeilding her inner-consciousness' concern, she promptly backpedaled from the spot that she had detected the presence of another and kept her eyes on the stranger; she would not be a victim again.