Bearclaw Valley make the water rise

for a moment her attention is held only by the beauty of the scenery painted before them. of the wind stirring up early morning snowfall, of the sun casting faint rays of orange across a canvas of blue.

she didn't think she could ever grow tired of the view from here.

she let out a soft hum to his question, and then a light chuckle. "of course," came her response, the words ease on her tongue. "any place in particular you want to see?"

there were mountains, fields, valleys, and glaciers she knew of, and yet so much more she did not. she wasn't sure how much of this world cole had seen, or how much he truly wished to.