Heron Lake Plateau Waiting For An Answer Back

*New character, not new player*

Claire had followed the waters North and took a turn to the NorthEast. That is how she came upon the Heron Lake Plateau. As the name suggested various birds rested and nested near the water. They called to one another. At times it sounded like a harmonious orchestra with each bird acting as a separate instrument. But at other times it sounded like the warm-up routine of a middle school band. The sounds and hilarity made Clarie laugh.

Getting away from the noise she moved away from the water and to the end of the plateau on the Eastside. There she overlooked Cricket Creek Bog and the Golden Glade, although she knew neither of them by name. The wind was pointed towards her favor and as she overlooked the Hinterlands a current of wind rose up. At first, she backed away, spooked by the sudden change in current. Then she leaned into it as it lifted her cheeks into a smile. "Hello Tuktu Hinterlands!" she called out from the plateau, not loud enough to be considered a howl, but surely those in the near area wouldn't miss it.