Natasha
Natasha continued to walk away from the camp and deeper into the trees, enjoying the smells and decent sounds that unknown animals in the brush or trees would give off. She soon found herself at the river and it caught her by surprise since she didn't have a true destination. She sat herself down where she had stopped not wishing to get close to the water, she couldn't really react to where she was. The end of her tail curled sightly before she grew bolder then stood up and slowly padded over to the water's edge, lowering her head to lap up the cool liquid and quenching her thirst. The female ran her pink tongue across her lips to clean off any drops of water that may have been hiding from her. She found it to be a very nice place, a little lonesome but it seemed to suite her moods in every way. As she began to move up river, she made sure to keep her pacing slow, she didn't want to make one wrong step and end up in the cool water beside her.




