Whitewater Gorge i'd rather play mortal kombat anyway

He sucked in a sharp breath as his lips briefly pulled back. Kalganov had very obviously not expected for someone to be here let alone actually speak to him. His ears cupped forward as he turned over to look at the stranger. A small thing with colors far earthier than his own. She was lucky she was sort of cute or he might have shoved her into the gorge. But even good looks did not guarantee anyone around him safety.

I'm trying to figure that out myself. He said before turning his gaze back ahead, still sticking close to the canyon walls. I suggest staying close. As if he was punctuating his words the pale male kicked a few loose stones into the rapids below. They quickly disappeared under the surface. Kolganov figured that would do the trick into getting the lesson across.