Greatwater Lake To that night

Good thing about hard work was that it left Wraen no time to worry. And in her situation she would consider the latter state of mind as a waste of time. Anyway...

"Well, in that case all of us three stinky leaders will have to camp out on the fringes of Sunspire," she concluded with a devillish grin that indicated she would not be against harrassing other pack members with stench of stale water, mud, rotting sea-weeds and bird shit. 

"Alright, handsome boy," she had stopped by a path of down-trodden reeds that led straight in the muddy and weedy water ahead. "We will have to swim to that island there," she beckoned. "The last time I and Maia visited, there were plenty of eggs there. Now there might not be many, but the birds are in the process of changing their feathers. Therefore with some luck we might find some that are unable to fly. And... well... you know, what that means."

With this explained she charged ahead, splashing straight in the water and swimming towards her targed in the form of a small island that was overgrown with bushes, reeds, grass and all and anything imaginable.