Big Salmon Lake Sharknado

She drank from the brackish lake and Peregrine grimaced slightly. While he waited on her, he felt a small throb behind his left eye. It was bothersome and caused him to shake his head, as if he might dislodge the pain somehow. Strangely, it seemed to work. It eased away before it could become a full-blown headache, though its cameo still concerned him. What was up with all these random headaches lately?

The youth's question sidetracked him. His ears pricked and he faced her fully, black tail twitching. "I am," he said. "Are you? And yes, it was. It's kind of a shame." The once beautiful lake was reduced to a swampy stink hole now, though perhaps the next rain would freshen it up a little.