The sound of rushing water reached their ears, carried by the cold wind that bit at their skin. As they reached the top of the great rocks before them, they saw a deep canyon. The rivers pounding force had withered away at the dirt and stone surrounding it, leaving deceiptfully smooth walls behind. One of the hunters squinted, noting the large tree trunk that drifted through the rapids. It’s roots were visible for a moment as it flipped over rocks hidden beneath churning water.