Otter Creek Act I

the creek had become a source of relmyna's attentions these days; she too had watched the storm move away. but it was with worry; tonight she would visit the altar and ask for the rains to be brought again. for now, the listener prowled through the huddled trees along the moonglow ribbon of the creek, pausing to lift her head when the other's smooth motion caught her eye. for a moment, relmyna was still, wondering if she too would be noticed, before raising a paw as if to press on.