Silver Creek Welcome to Teekon Wilds

Dhalia flinched when Jasper took his plunge, and she thrust a paw to shield the water he sprayed at her face. "Hey!" she shouted, but laughter embraced her words, and mischief held through her cursory glare. The Rochester gave her head a solid shake to whisk the water from the fur around her cheeks, and she leapt forward in quick pursuit, sloshing through the stream until her nails met the river rocks on the other side.

Water streamed from her fur as she hoisted herself out of the water. Soft peat pressed beneath her paws, and if not for the sun, the wind would have chilled her through. Dhalia shook herself dry, a thoughtful, "Hmm," strumming through her lips when her brother spoke. A final flick of her tail shot the last drop of water away, and she drew up alongside him. "Well, they said the mountain was flanked by forests, a field, and a lake. We just left a field, and we're coming into a forest. But honestly," she shrugged, and turned her cursory glance from the woods onto her brother, "beats me whether these are the ones that border the Caldera. I say we keep heading East, look for a normal mountain if we can't find the weird one first, and see what we can scope out from there."