Strelein wondered when he could finally stop saying he was exploring and say he was taking long walks. It seemed there was so much to see, and he couldn't do it fast enough to satisfy his curiousity. He'd visited the coast more frequently than any other place though, and he could no longer call that exploring. One down, so many more to go.
What he did expect to find was a river, which he did. It wasn't the clearest one he'd ever seen, but it was pretty nice in his opinion. He'd wet a hand and cleaned off his face from the meal he'd caught himself earlier. With everything clean, Strel waded through the not so deep river, motions creating sloshing sounds as he shifted through the liquid. It was getting to be a bit chilly though, with the temperature dropping as the sun was in its descent.
It wasn't long before he'd found Firefly, completely unintentionally. He approached her from behind, glancing up at her back and tail, wondering why she was perched over the river rather then beside it. "How's the view from up there?" He waded to beside the branch, hands gripping it where the female wasn't sitting.