Whitewater Gorge How lovely the silence of growing things.

It was a late afternoon when the wolfdog felt like she could take a stroll out in neutral territory. By now her wound was well on its way to healing and she was feeling stronger by the day. Elixir figured that going to the river to study the plant life would be a good trip and one well deserved. 

As she neared the border of Blacktail Deer Plateau she hesitated for a moment coming going out, she lifted her paw and took a step then looked back and thought for a moment. It was a hard decision especially after Grezig had advised her to take someone with her or even not to go out. She felt confident enough that she wouldn’t be gone long that she wouldn’t have to take anyone. After a few moments she looked forward and proceeded to head to the river. 

“An hour or two won’t hurt...” she hoped as she murmured to herself. She was at a slow jog as she passed the Hot springs and smiled. That was where she remembered meeting the two nice strangers, Slavik and Speedy, and hoped they were doing well. The river came into view, the water was sparkling off the fading sun and dew was about to set on the plants.