Redsand Canyon Don't go chasin' waterfalls

News of moving had reached the woman's ears though perhaps too late to give any input on the matter, not that it truly mattered. Evelynn was still new to these lands, her guess about where to travel was as good as anyone else, though she was relieved to be leaving the sand. She had always preferred forests and the shade of trees, they offered shadows for her to lurk and hide amongst. Here she just stood out like a sore thumb.

Given how recent her arrival was to the canyons, Evelynn had no belongings she cared to bring along, so she spends her time exploring. Sure it wouldn't matter soon, but it captivated her time.

"Fucking Hell!"

And apparently would provide her with some entertainment. A voice traveled against the rocks, something impossible for the silver woman to miss as she raised a brow with interest. Tracking down the source wouldn't take long as the newcomer came across the array of pelts and resources that had been scattered before a woman cloaked in white with feathers protruding from her fur. How odd. Then again, so was Kynareth.

Something troubling you, Darling?