The roar of the falls rang in his ears. He followed it through the forest. and as the thundering water grew louder and louder, his heart leapt in giddy excitement. The beast had seen many rivers in his short years of life, and none of them had held the same powerful sound, a sound that echoed through the trees. He moved at a smooth lope, almost silent, deftly dodging trees and leaping over thorny bushes and fallen trees.
It was not long before the forest yawned open and a river appeared. He turned to lope along the worn deer path that followed the river until in the distance, he could see the enormous cliff from which cascaded an unfathomable amount of water. At a run, he closed the distance between himself and the waterfall. The roar drowned out all other sound. The singing birds fell silent. The wind became nonexistent. Atlas stepped into the frigid shallows of the water at the base of the falls and craned his thick neck to stare at the water crashing down towards him. Full of exhilaration, his eyes widened and he smiled, his tail wagging at his heels. This, was one of nature's most exquisite wonders.