She knew this land. She'd studied it her whole life. Every essence, every breath of the forest was considered sacred, but also dangerous. The mountains, for one, were known to house seemingly hostile predators. Such an option was evidently impassable for Kiarra. The river, clearly corrupted, would lead her to the Dryads and a repeat of what she had just experienced. The ridge, however, was an unknown factor. There were not a great deal of records of travel through there. A mystery either meant a reward or a punishment.<br/><br/>She had no choice. She decided to follow through with the ridge.