Whitewater Gorge i'd rather play mortal kombat anyway

Having a bit of fun with the weather, anyone's free to join in~

He minded where he stepped in this strange place. Kalganov didn't doubt that this place was deadly but it seemed even more so by the way the waters had risen. The rapids crashed and churned with an eagerness to take anything with them. The first thought he had was to find high ground before anything began to flood — if it kept raining. This place was kind of the opposite of that but he figured this could serve as a shortcut to somewhere better.

Hugging the canyon walls Kalganov kept moving. A few small, slippery stones slipped loose from underneath his paw and tumbled down into the gorge. He couldn't stop the disinterested grunt that escaped him. This had to pay off. If he didn't plummet to his death first.