Sun Mote Copse waterfalls

she had left behind the lake with its waterfalls to follow the waterway further down. would it feed into another lake? she had waded through a swampier stretch of land before trees began to dot the horizon in a thicker cover.

then the scent of others had cropped up.

admittedly there was some tingling of nerves in her limbs to move quickly beyond this place. the last time had not gone so well for her — and while others may have thought the summer the ideal time to travel, she had grown tired of it.

maybe it would just be a visit, seeing what the locals were like on this end of the world.

she tipped her head back and let out a warm call. unaware that some residents may not hear the polite act.