[SE] [Open] An artist's view

A panther in the night, a fire burning bright. When Ray first heard of The Wilds she was eager to go explore and look for new herbs. The only thing stopping her from making the trek was a healthy dose of caution. But then she heard of The Leap of Faith. A massive waterfall deep in the jungle. The kind of view an artist dreams of. That settled it. Ray packed her bags, filling them with survival gear, vials to collect herb samples, and her sketchbook. In panther form for easier maneuverability and her bag carried in her jaws, Ray made her way through the jungle. The dense foliage and bizarre plants brushing against her fur. She walked silently, ears perked in case any sign of movement or danger. This was unknown land but she could feel nothing but excitement. Ray paused as heard a distant roar in the distance. She was close to the falls. Quickening her step, Ray wondered if anyone else was making their way here? Perhaps another artist had already set up over the Leap? r a y The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion. —Albert Camus