Great Bear Wilderness tastes like darjeeling.

Although her back and shoulder still ached, Fin was far too sick and tired of resting and relaxing and being careful to remain within the boundaries of the Caldera any longer. She was confident that her injuries had healed enough that she could take care of herself if something ended up happening to her while she ventured out on her own. Plus, it wasn't as though her little excursion was taking her too far out of bounds... And what could happen on the nearby, placid shores of Lake Rodney?

Finley cantered merrily along the bank, humming softly to herself as she went. She was playing with the idea of attempting to fish, but really was far too distracted with just getting to be on her own and moving and free of the dull ache that for so long had plagued her steps.