The Ocean's turquoise waters churn beneath her as she joyfully trots out of bubbling surf and onto the white sands of Paradise. "Well Caly, your first trip off of Atlantis was a success!" She says excitedly and giggles to herself as she thinks of Zevulun, the sweet and handsome boy from the Crossing Isle. He promised to visit her, here on Paradise. Butterflies flip in her stomach at the thought of seeing his handsome, smiling face again. He had spoke of Tinuvel and the frigid winters and the hot springs! Oh how beautiful they must be.

She barely halts to shake the water from her tawny coat before she enters the thick jungle that makes up most of her home. She easily finds the twisting trail, that will lead her to her waterfall, she smacks her lips together as she realizes her thirst. Another giggle bubbles up in her throat, as Zevulun pops into her mind, he had showed her the frozen waterfalls of the Crossing Isle. It was mesmerizing, they did not get frozen waterfalls on Atlantis.

In the small clearing is her waterfall. The water cascades down the cliff face bubbling over rocks and thick green moss. This is her favorite place in all of Paradise. She loves the bubbling of the water, it is soothing to her bouncing, excited soul. She drops her pink lips to the water's edge and drinks her fill, the cool liquid is a relief to her parched throat. She lifts her delicate crown, her bicolored eyes search the shadows of the jungle. A nagging feeling begins to tug at her. Something was off.