Whitewater Gorge which i cannot touch because they are too near

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Okay, perhaps she had gone but a little bit too far this time — but she had given herself a righteous quest at the behest of the fairies (but requested of her by no one): to survey the surrounding lands and to learn more about the packs which called the lands home. They were wholly new and entirely interesting and exotic to her, as she did not remember any of these foreign pack names from her childhood, nor from her short jaunt back in the wilds all those months ago. 

and, it was entirely possible that the Faeries of Seelie Court were already well acquainted with these packs. Eleuthera wouldn’t know, because she didn’t ask anyone. She was simply rounding the lands just outside of the mouth of the hushed willows, and she started off in one direction. Then, she just kept going, without even really thinking about it. Then, after several nights away, Eleuthera began to realize that she needed justification for this small adventure, and that is when she concocted her fact-finding mission.

Now, her wanderings had a point and purpose and Eleuthera felt warranted once more!

Crossing the mountains had been difficult, and then again crossing the river at a bend which she had no right trying to ford — and she vexed herself and promised to take the beach route upon her eventual return to the willows. So when Eleuthera wasn’t trotting across the now-rolling hills and other landscapes, she was hunting small game. This made up the majority of her diet, as she would be totally unable to take down something like a deer unless it was wounded or just a baby. So the lady of lilacs stalked through the toasted, summer grasses of a nondescript lovely field and attempted to sate her craving for an afternoon snack.

@Mal