Greatwater Lake i always thought i would sink so i never swam

With the slightest of gulps did she follow orders, staying close to where she could still stand. Soon, though, the ground gave way underneath her and she was forced to do as the woman had instructed. Kick after kick, struggling yet more elegantly so, she got into a rhythm that allowed her to not drown right away. She was confident then in her ability to go a little forward, and she pushed the water behind her - every strike of one of her speckled paws enough to inch her onward.

The question was barely heard since Nyx was fixated on her kicks, but somehow it arrived and a little later came the meaning. Forest - not far... She struggled to keep afloat and talk all the same, but somehow she managed to utter a few words.