The echoing caverns of Waterfall. A place of tranquility and reflection, serenaded by the rivering currents veining throughout the bridge between Snowdin and Hotland. A calming silence beyond that bred an air of serenity free of hostility and chaos. The dwellers of this land scarce know of discord or conflict
The sound of footsteps soon began to mingle with the water underfoot. Every step bounced back to their origin from the cavern walls, lit dimly by the starlike lights adorning the ceiling above.
The echoing caverns of Waterfall. A place of boredom and annoyance, at least for the red-hooded doll currently undertaking yet another dispatch thanks to the lack of anyone else in the department being available.
At the very least, it was such a small and pointless case, she was even allowed to bring some company from outside the Royal Guard’s ranks, off the record.
Truly, the only redeeming part of this expedition into the tunnels she’d patrolled but a few hours ago.
“A freakin’ echo flower? Like, seriously? That’s what we’re checking on?”
“Heck... who do they think we are? Sending RGs to do a gardener’s job... no wonder nobody takes us seriously.” A brief huff, before Red’s obscured eyes would focus back on the mint-colored rabbit walking by her side.
“But... thanks for coming with me, Beth! Next time, I swear I’ll bring you somewhere more interesting.”
Like a certain hidden set of caves she’d shown a dear friend some few weeks ago...
“Just to make sure... I’m not ah, dragging you away from anything important, right?”
