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He is given lead after a little banter and he smirks, wagging his tail behind him as he directs them through the trees. He’s been here long enough to have a good lay of the land. A lot of his time is easily spent within the forest so finding the quickest path from where they had been standing was easy. It leads them the quickest out into the opening where their freshwater lake pools at a decline.
 
“It breaks off a little over here. A couple of pools are still there but they are losing their connection until it rains again,” he muses. They may or may not be lucky with what they find but he has his hopes.
 
Trotting down around the bank to where I branches off, searching through each one until he finds the biggest one that would likely still hold a large fish or two.