Nature was never beautiful in the kitten's onyx eyes unless gazed upon from a textbook or photo for many reasons. The foamy curves of a waterfall were intricate and easily studied when depicted on paper, whereas the unmatched force of the real thing had the potential to be harmful for his health. The rush of water people often observed in awe and amazement simply sent trembles down his spine, a painful reminder how easily he could be swept below and dominated. But this ragged scene, formed of desperation and threaded from link after link of misfortune... It contained a beauty no other force of nature could ever hope to imitate.

For a few moments, Jerry found it difficult to want to leave. It was a bittersweet place. On one hand, the air was suffocating, spun with tension and a muted fear of being found. On the other, this was here he was able to find something he couldn't find anywhere else. Freedom. It was tainted with the evil of the man chasing them, but it was one of the most important points of his life. But when he turned back to Jat, a weak smile forced onto his lips, he nodded in agreement. At the same time, he pledged that if he ever his humanity back, he would return here and remember.

ooc: >.> Faaail, Anna. FAIL.