Greatwater Lake Run, whirlwind, run

"Well... more rather checking, if there are any eggs around this late in season. Me and Maia were pretty lucky several weeks ago, when we swam to an island in the middle of the Greatwater lake," Wraen explained. Come to think of it... she had not seen any fluffy and awkward looking bird-babies around now. Perhaps that season was truly over.

"Or... we could walk up to the Northern part of the plains and see, if there are any signs of herds there. With that rate the kids and moms back home are eating, we have to organize another pack hunt soon. And it better be something big than small," she offered an alternative, which sounded a lot better and more suitable for the situation. But Nara would have the final say in the matter.