As soon as the water had been gathered, another task was thrown at their hooves. Go pick plants. Honestly? Couldn't the God of the Earth populate the land with plants after his flood dissipates? He is the God of the motherfucking Earth. At least, that's what all the locals say. Apparently, he isn't much of a God - at least not to an outsider like Dovahkiin. She snorts impatiently, green eyes glaring at the large 'God' with as much piercing force she could muster. This whole thing was getting quite ridiculous. She wanted to approach him, to ask why they had to gather anything when, as an Earth God, he could just make everything re-grow after he flooded the whole damned place. But she restrained herself, biting her tongue to prevent the words from exploding from her mouth.

The pale mare speaks then, pulling Dovahkiin back into the competition mindset and temporarily erasing her irritation. "Lead the way, partner." she agrees, nodding her head just once. Elsa takes off, moving quickly into a canter. Inwardly, the black unicorn groans but she follows suit with little hesitation. Her black coat is slick with sweat, shining beneath the light of the freakishly hot sun. The longer she canters along with the taller winged mare, the more the sweat starts to foam on the base of her neck and just behind her front legs. The muscles in her legs burn, her heart pounds in her ears, and her body offers little encouragement to continue.

But she does anyway.
They can't give up now.
They can't lose.

Soon, though, a waterfall is before them. Elsa ducks beneath it and disappears. Dovahkiin pauses for only a moment before taking her time sliding beneath the water - allowing the water to pour over every inch of her dark coat. The slight coolness of the water helped to rejuvenate the mare - not much but any amount was certainly helpful at this point. Once within, she pauses a moment, enjoying the brief respite from the summer heat. "So, how long have you been here? Do you enjoy the Falls?" she asks casually. Peridot hued eyes looking into her ship-mates for only a moment before she allows a smile to curl her lips. Dovahkiin shifts then, heading into the cave a bit seeking out any plants she could find and gathering a small collection of her own. She grabbed a variety but, like Elsa, chose to linger before heading back. The coolness of the cave offered a welcome break - one that she was reluctant to leave.

[Dovah and Elsa]