Nephrite Pack

Your weary paws have carried you this far.

Stumbling through fog and mist, occasionally stubbing your clumsy paws on jagged rocks that jut out of the ground without warning. The early morning dew makes the grass under your toe-pads feel slimy and slippery. But still you keep going. Something is drawing you here, and you've never thought your gut to be dishonest before. So, without much thought, you continue on with your journey. 

You can hear the faint rumbling of what sounds to be rushing water, getting louder with every misplaced paw-step. Your ears perk up at this noise, and your dry tongue laps around your muzzle, catching the dew drops that moments ago, speckled your fur. Continuing to walk, you hope you'll find something worthwhile. Searching for something you are not yet aware of.

FLOP

After one too many slippery paw-steps placed upon the droplet-laden ground, you find yourself slumped into the wet foliage, your fur now soaked. The smell of mud is overwhelming, and the foggy air is no longer refreshing. The chuckle of a male wolf breaks you from your self-depreciating thoughts. Jolting your head up, you are greeted by a young wolf with piercing ice eyes. He tips his head slightly, another chuckle escaping his muzzle. Quickly you collect yourself, and stumble to your paws with the grace of a newly-birthed fawn. The young male is painted with a knowing look, and flicks his white and brown tail, as if beckoning you to follow him. So you do.

After what seems like a lifetime of walking, and only a few minor falls, the thunder of the waterfall is much more crisp in your perked ears. The fog has since lifted, and you gaze up in awe of a large green mountain. Turning your head to the left, you see the waterfall, which flows into a medium-sized small pond, which then trickles down the valley in random meandering streams. The small valleys floor is soft under your toes, similar to a mossy texture. The mountain spans high, and even higher mountains can be seen in the far distance. You notice a few deciduous trees littered in the corners of the valley, and slopes that lead up the mountain that have clearly been traversed many times before. Hollowed out caves exist in the narrower slopes of the mountain, and also underneath the coniferous trees on the slopes of the mountains. You see other wolves in them.

"I hope you find what you are seeking."