Silent Waters - Thought to be created from a splinter stream that came off of the Nightingale Palisade, Silent Waters is a little patch of paradise amidst its rocky and tree covered landscape. It is hidden by a small grove of timbers, dipping into the earth from years of erosion to create a tranquil waterfall. Small compared to others, this waterfall is much gentler and would be the perfect place for a nap. Its ending waters are crystal clear along the shores and this doesn't end until you reach the deeper part of the cove, where it turns a deep teal in coloration. It gets its name from the uncharacteristic quiet that surrounds the area.
Today was the day, he just knew it. He was tired of the dreaming, of the wanting but not acting. That was simply not in his character, as straight forward as the young boy was. Ari had already accomplished that feat, and now Draven had caught his first mouse. Kino was dangerously falling behind in accomplishing firsts, and he simply couldn’t stand it. So, that was the reason he’d hiked up his skirt and waltzed up to the border. He stood there, staring outside of it with his heart thundering in his chest a mile a minute. Steadying his breathing, his heart set in a straight line in grim determination. Then, lifting his chin he leapt forward. It was like something inside of him broke, but it was that which set him free. He’d broken a boundary, shattered it in a single bound and now he floated over the shards as he bounded across the unfamiliar landscape. Exhilaration rushed through his veins and a grin pushed its way across his maw. His muscles, which had begun to begun to become more defined from his baby fat, surged beneath his pelt. The children had started to grow rapidly, sprouting up like weeds. While it was true that Ari was big and sturdy, Kino was growing tall and lanky. He wasn’t quite as tall as her just yet, but there wasn’t any doubt that he would grow to match her as an equal in that area.
The boy raced forward without a care for where he was truly going, just enjoying the adrenaline rush that came with the unknown. He ran, and ran, until he was forced to stop lest he run straight off into an unforeseen dip in the land. He skidded to a halt, spraying shrubbery and earth all around him. The young ghost managed to come to a skidding stand-still just in time, and he stared wide eye’d down from the ledge where he’d nearly died. His fear, however, quickly turned to amazement at what he saw. A small little cove of sorts sat below, with water so crystal clear he could see the rocks at the bottom even from his vantage point. The waterfall cascaded over the rocks, landing quietly at the bottom sending soft ripples up to its shore. For something so big, he thought surely that it would make more noise than it did. Which was probably the reason he hadn’t realized it was there until he was upon it. He had never seen such a thing before in his life, so naturally he didn’t know what a waterfall was. Being that as it was, he thought he had discovered something entirely new. He needed a name for it, something to call this discovery.