Qeya River parks and recreation

Mind if I pop in? :s

Goliath, for the first time in what seemed to be forever, took a trip to the river that he had visited nearly every day before he left. It was winter, so although he knew that if he went to fish, he wasn't very keen on standing with all fours in ice-cold water for several hours at a time right now, but he was certainly up to the task of assessing the water way.

He started from the beggining, and inspected for any ice clots, clogs or beaver dams that might be obstructing the flow from the lake, and headed downwards. He was on the look out for any eggs or dead fish that could indicate a broken birth cycle or disease, but was pleased to find that the waterway was quite intact, despite a worrying amount of invasive trout showing up, making it possible to wreck havoc for any other freshwater fish.

Keeping that as a mental note, he pushed forwards until he caught sight of a small, strange creature rustling and tussling with a stray log.

Suspicous, yet curious- Goliath showed no sign of walking away at such a strange occurance- and began to stomp forwards. "HALT, You is strange!" he boomed, stating even he knew was the obvious. "What is do here?!" he roared once more, his giant, lumbering body traveling forwards.