Greatwater Lake To that night

"Bastard," Wraen growled after the duck, climbed out of the water and lied down to free her mouth of the feathers that had stuck between her teeth and to her palate and tongue. While doing this, she shot angry glances towards the quacking air-heads, therefore, when someone else came close and nudged her on the shoulder, she turned and eyed the person with a clear "NOW WHAT?" look.

Recognition hit her then, the look cleared away and she smiled at Terance. "Tried to get one of those jerks," she pointed towards the ducks, who were now far out of the reach. "But good thing you came by - I was in the process of providing lunch and you might come in handy," she added on a brighter tone and beckoned him to follow her along the bank. There - further down the road, deep in the reeds - she had found some nests the other day. While the first batch of "chicks" had grown and left the place already, it was worth having a look there again. 

"How are you doing, daddy?" she asked.