Lost Creek Hollow "what did the fish say..."

not a bother at all! feel free to respond once more after this, i'm gonna give it a couple of days to let the others reply if they want to.

tagging: @Luke @Harlyn @Andalusia @Misty @Numa

Turning an ear as she spoke, Mordecai took what she said into consideration. Bit by bit, he saw the reasoning that she had for disliking it — really, the dam seemed more of an eyesore at first glance — and weighed his options. By the time her voice had ebbed away and left them to listen to the faint run of the water, he felt as though he had reached some sort of conclusion.

"I think the river is more important than you think," he said, though nothing unkind laced his words. "But you're right about this blocking the flow of waters. It wouldn't be good if our own streams that branch off from here dry up to nothing. Probably wouldn't be good if this land flooded itself over the winter either." All he could see coming from that towards the spring would be a gradual shift to something much more marshy or swampy. Neither of those he particular enjoyed, but the premise of them having to shift their grounds to better include water did due to inaction sat with him as the larger of two evils.

"As for getting rid of this... I think it might take more than just the two of us," he concluded, turning his gaze to study her response. It lingered for a moment before he cast his muzzle skyward and back in the direction of their home. They were far enough out that he felt the necessity to simply summon the wolves to rally to them. Whether or not they were within earshot, well, that was another story. Once they did arrive though, then the real work would begin. Mordecai didn't have the slightest clue how to begin, but it couldn't have been that difficult, right?