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AW, ecologist #5

The Lake was a veritable paradise, an oasis of abundance in the midst of the forests and grasslands that would eventually give way to the Flatlands -- which she'd had yet to explore. All along the banks, tracks sank deeply into the mire ranging from creatures as small as rodents to various grazing ungulates -- some of which appeared to be living in herds if the bark-stripped trees and cropped grasses of the forests were any indication.

An assortment of waterfowl could be seen from the shores as Lótë bent to slake her thirst, straightening to watch the various herons, geese, and ducks as they swam and hunted -- none of them paying much mind to the single wolf standing in the distance. The birdwatcher studied a blue heron for a moment, eyes drawn to it simply because it was closest to her, as it took high steps along the reeds and stabbed at a frog with its long, piercing beak.