Stavanger Bay escape from the fade

Lost she is in a fever dream, observant to that of around her, and yet allowing her Champion to guide their adventure. There is a pull here; the recent dreams lingering upon her mind as she walks in uncharted lands with unnatural nostalgia. Her every gliding step is answered by a pulse from below; nature calling back to her.
Hm? She flickers awake, pale purple eyes dancing towards the beauty at her side; her tone distant for a beat, until she collects herself. Ears swerve forth, giving listen at the beckon of Nefris. You are right. She breathes in, chest fur ruffling at it’s depth, and she releases it along with every inch of tension within her. A smile gracing her lips.
Nefris falls back in line with her with a grin of her own and a wink as a bonus. Beautiful her Champion is, and she so knowingly pleases Valyri. Her toes curl briefly, her smile lighting from lips to cheeks to eyes.
You mustn’t keep a lady waiting, she teases, striding forth in an attempt to outpace Nefris, with her tail tip brushing the edge of her nose. Let us see this waterfall.