Whitewater Gorge important renewal information enclosed

For @Kazimir, but all welcome!

Carved by years upon years of flowing water, wind, and other natural elements, this gorge dips beneath the natural level of the earth to forge a ravine of rock through this otherwise flat region. At its rim, the canyon’s width is variable in size. In some locations, the gap is narrow enough to leap across. In others, no wolf would stand a chance. For those daring enough to try, natural ledges have been etched into the canyon walls. Scaling them is risky at best. To slip is to plummet into the waters below. While generally swift moving and difficult to manage, the rapids within this river have been known to shift from year to year as bottom sediment settles in different locations along the riverbed. There’s no way of knowing what lies just beyond the river bend or at the bottom of the gorge.

Cyclone was tireless in her search for the perfect place to call her own. Well, it wouldn't be just hers, she knew that much. She was more interested in finding somebody to settle down with than finding the perfect place... but exploring kept her mind occupied well enough that she felt like she was doing something. The Blackthorn had promised herself that she would find somebody to make a family with, come hell or high water. The more she thought about it (and she had plenty of time to think these days), the more she liked the idea of finding as many family members as possible. She had never been particularly fond of the whole "mate for life," thing, so maybe she could coerce a few dudes (and ladies?) into the idea that it didn't have to be that way.

Her paws eventually led her to one of the steep drop-offs down to the river, and she halted there. The distance between the ledge and the other one straight across was much too far to jump, even for the strongest, most limber wolf. Cyclone was neither of those things, so she sat down and curled her tail around her feet. The days were cold, and the nights were colder. Snow was drifting slowly down this afternoon, making for a pretty sight as it dwindled toward the bottom of the gorge. As visually pleasing as it was, it wouldn't be a practical place to call home.