Martha Walkin padded through the thick underbrush with a curiosity filled gaze. Other explorers had come here in search of new plants or species because that's all they thought they might ever find. In the end, they all went home empty handed and disappointed by their lack of discovery. Martha though, was in search of something greater, she wanted an adventure. She knew there had to be something that the other explorers, blinded by science and selfish views(just wanting to be the one to discover what ever was here that no one else could), were unable to find. There wasn't something in particular she was looking for but she wanted to find it. She inhaled the thick forest air as she halted beside a fallen over tree and sat upon the log. She smiled as she took in the atmosphere surrounding. The trees reached to the sky, morning dew dabbled upon the leaves, the soft croak of a toad softly echoed in the air and bright colored flowers bloomed where sunlight broke through the trees whilst a thick mist filled the air. This place was beautiful. She needn't find anything at all in the end because the beauty made the harsh journey worth it. Martha slid her pack from her back and stretched a bit before heaving it back on her shoulders. Hopping off the log, she continued through the forestry. She heard the sound of rushing water and decided to follow it. Eventually she broke through to a small lake with a waterfall flowing into it and a stream running out. The sun trickled down upon the water making it shimmer and look almost crystal. It looked welcoming. She threw her pack to the side and grabbed her Canteen.