Greatwater Lake on love, on life

*gasp* NOT PART OF THE BRAT PACK BUT, can Rannoch tell him about other places for Scout Trade?

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Vaati travels the river again, despite the torrential downpour. If it is one thing the child is not, it is that he is not lazy. The opposite, his determination far exceeds the expectation of a child his age. Even the mere fragment of a plan or idea is enough to have the boy hooked to the point of obsession on that single thing. In that moment, it is the idea of expanding his horizons; the concept of being chained to one specific woods his torture in the least. He needs to know more, and so, he walks. It is only a small bump that the skies seem to be in heartbreak, crying its tears like to end. It does not slow the child.

He reaches Greatwater Lake, but is not alone; accompanied by a boy big enough to be his father. Rannoch, of course, does not sport the sand socks and therefore could not possibly be his father, but in size alone does he engulf the boy Vaati. It is a curiosity, one of many that plauge the child's mind, and the feeling of overcoming intriugue chains him once more. Silently, he pads up to the much larger yet youthful boy, and doing something he does not normally do; he sits. Vaati plants his behind beside the grayscale other, eyes trained on the downpour being absorbed by the greater mass of water and he waits. He waits for the the other to speak.

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