Arrow Lake you saw the snakes but not the sorrow

The night had been a restless one, as many happened to be as of late. Shifting and getting up, laying back down and changing positions. They were coming, the next generation of dragons, but not yet. No, they were readying themselves to enter the world, but the time had yet to actually arrive. They were relentless with their movements, either way, and so she'd given up on the idea of sleep. It wouldn't do any of them any good if she continued to try for something that simply wouldn't happen, and so the dragoness had pushed herself up onto her feet for the last time, and took off at a slow walk through the lair.

For the first time in a long while, she'd found herself nearing the entrance. Along the threshold was where she'd found herself wandering for a moment before having crossed to the other side entirely. It hadn't been long before she'd reached the lake, towards which she'd traveled at an easy pace. There was a nagging feeling in the back of her mind, making it seem as if remaining within her home would have been best, but she'd ignored it in favour of continuing onward. What she'd found at the end of her journey, however, was a face that she hadn't expected to see.

A slow stop had been made several steps off, her presence most likely having been noticed already. "Ukko?" she'd voiced anyways, wondering for why he was there. She hadn't seen him in a few days, which was concerning, but to think that he'd been so near all along was peculiar. "What are you doing out here?" A question that was probably more suited for her, but she'd gotten to ask it first.