Zora slides off her stallion and tosses the reins over a large rock.
The falcon takes flight and lands on a near by tree limb surveying
the area. Her fingers slide up into her long hair as she eyes the
area carefully wondering what other sort of creatures she might find
here. She spots a lake and moves down beside the water kneeling
slightly to get a refreshing drink. Her sharp ears keep wait of any
sounds near by as she splashes some of the cooling waters over her
face removing the dirt that has found room on her fine features.