As they walked up towards the waterfall, the spray of the rushing water drenched them both within seconds. Farel and Rowenha both took off their clothing, Rowenha taking far less time with just her simple gown. Farel's clothes lay atop a rock above the waterfall, avoiding the water sprays.

Rowenha grinned at Farel's bright, shiny naked body. She loved to see his form - it was so slender and youthful and full of energy without him doing a thing. And he was hardly a young elf. But it mattered little among her people how old one was chronologically.

She reached and instead of grabbing at him, she readched for his hand instead and began to pull him under and behind the waterfall. The water was cold but refreshing and just as quickly as Farel's member had swollen with the sight of Rowenha's lithe, tall, well-toned body, it was shrinking back down. Rowenha kinda figured the water would have that effect and she had method to her madness as Farel regained his vision after wiping the salty water away from his face and fixing his wet hair to fall straight down to his waistline.

And there in the corner of the waterfall's cavern, was a smallish elf,.about 4'8", Rowenha walked over to this youngish elf and hugged him tight.

"Are you nervous, Moonshine?"