Wapun Meadow “So watch my chest heave, as this last breath leaves me.”

A half grin stretched across his features, but his gaze shifted to study the rushing waters. "Look for rocks and ledges where the water is shallowest. Try not to cross the bends, that's where the water moves fastest." He found himself not disliking the information he passed along - it almost surprised himself, the knowledge that seemed simply natural to him; his mother's teachings. "Narrow stretches of the river are usually the deepest, don't get tempted by them. Stay close, too, so if you or I slip we can grab onto each other."

Soltero quickly located his previous stepping stones, gesturing for Shaara to follow before carefully leaping onto a rather large, flat rock that jutted from the running liquid. From here, one would have to step into the waters, but he he moved cautiously across, and showed the darker woman the path he had taken to cross it originally, hoping she'd follow his steps.