Swiftcurrent Creek daffodils

she'd thought to try her hand at fishing, a nice enough thought that was quickly abandoned after the first two attempts. it had taken a brisk run to warm her sufficiently, and by the time the sun stood poised on the horizon, prepared to leap and engulf the world in darkness, the huntress found herself at the base of the sunspire. 

it had been a while since she'd walked them, and though duty would summon her back to Easthollow soon enough, the appeal exploring the foothills was too great to shake. after a moment of brief consideration, she adopts an easy trot and begins to make her way up the nearest incline. 

@Bhediya