Otter Creek it's the screams, baby

@Snake : can we backdate to 2.17?

The morning sun has risen and the evening's song has paused; the bodies which scrambled through the dark have now found their places in the shadows. The water has found a new flow, much smoother than the last. As Zhenya rises, she takes a moment to examine her surroundings, looking to see if any other faces have chosen to reveal themselves. Upon finding herself alone, she shakes her pelt free of the dust and snow gathered throughout the night before marching proudly to the creek where she begins lapping at the cool water.