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"Well, you'll just have to show me that beauty when I visit," she murmurs, watching him hop past her, getting to her feet. She shook the dust from her pale fur. "You want the tour now? At night?" She shook her head a little, but obligingly she begins to trot into the trees.

"You wanted to see the famous waterfalls, right? Well, they're this way. They look quite wonderful at night, with the moonlight sparkling on the water, but during the day you can really see how clear and beautiful the water really is."

She chuckled as she watched him struggle through the lush, thick greenery, her eyes glinting. "Being small in this part of the lands is an asset. I fit." She shrugs her shoulders lighhtly, although considerably slows her pace to a walk, rather than the trot she'd been travelling at before. "And I'm used to it. I spend nearly every day moving through these trees. Don't worry; it thins out the further you get into the lands. You'll be fine when we get closer to the falls."

She frowned, though, as she spoke. "That's true. It would be very unwise to come here during the day time. I'm not even sure it's wise to come here late at night. It looks tranquil from the outside... but not inside." She shakes her head a little, where she sets her paws confident but without thought. She knows this place as well as she knows her own reflection, and naturally avoids all the dangers and annoyances: dips in the ground, loose roots, stones to stub one's toes on, those sorts of things. Doesn't occur to her to guide him past them, and probably won't until he trips and dives face first in the dirt, or hurts himself. Maybe both.

Turning to watch him, she couldn't have stopped the laugh that spilled from her at seeing him take a nosedive in the dirt. It had been a rather boring day today, exploring paths she's walked a thousand times before, and that just made it all better. And knowing that he wasn't actually hurt just made her laugh all the harder, as it didn't matter so much. After all, she wasn't one to laugh when someone was in pain, as unpleasant as she can sometimes be.

"I told you, I'm used to it. I know the twists and turns of this place so well I never stumble any more." Mastering her laughter - barely - she carries on walking, the foliage beginning to thin, as she'd promised. Dimly, the sound of rushing water can be heard now, when there's no talking. "Stop trying to walk like me and concentrate on watching where you're going. Otherwise you'll dirty your colourful fur again." Mirth is still in her voice as she says this, easily ducking under a lower branch, due to her smaller size.

His little glare only made her snicker, as she glanced back to see it. "You're welcome, Duhu. It's what friends are for." Still sniggering to herself, she hops over a protruding branch with entirely too much bounce in her step. Even if she'd pretty much stopped laughing on the outside, this proved that there was still mirth bubbling around inside her. After all, it's just indescribably funny when someone falls over.

"We are getting close. Not far at all, now." Even as she speaks, the land begins to slope upwards a little, and she breaks into a trot as she begins to scale it. "Up the top of the hill, and we're there." The trees are beginning to thin rapidly now, the rushing of water getting louder with each step.

"Of course it is. Where would anyone be without friends like me?" She chuckled lightly as she crested the hill, coming opposite the great, thundering falls of water themselves. The noise is almost deafening now, the air damp from the spray.

"Well, here we are. The famous falls of the Umande'mfuni lands." She turns to face him, sitting as she does so. "So... what do you think?" This was actually her favourite place to be. Dozing while listening to the water was somehow soothing and relaxing. Some of her earliest memories are of her mothers bringing her here.

Nyunya laughed as she watched him, unable to contain it. It was a happy laugh, genuinely kindly amused. This was a familiar sight to her; everyone was bedazzled by the sheer beauty of the falls the first time they saw them. She can only imagine how she had looked the first time she'd seen them, back when she was even smaller than she was now, just a young cub, barely old enough to leave the den. Denge had brought her here, and after the initial excitement had died down, she'd fallen asleep curled up against her mother's chest, listening to the sound of the rushing water.

"Everyone says that," she comments, after the laughter has died down. "But I have to admit, I agree with you. No matter how many times I come here to see them, they never get old. They... take my breath away." Her voice drops to a murmur as she looks back at the falls.

Nyunya watched him watching her, smiling a genuine smile, and just as he secretly thought of her beauty, she had to admit he was handsome when he did that. His outrageously-coloured fur was rather attractive, in her mind - probably because she had similar.

"It's no problem. What are friends for, eh?" She shrugs off the thanks with a smile, but her face turns serious again when she asks, "Crisis? Is everything all right?"