Greatwater Lake petite fleur

pping @Aldric with permission <3

So strange... She murmurs to her mate as she surveys the water, walking alongside the lake at a far more leisurely pace than is typical of her — mostly so she doesn't leave Aldric behind. Her gaze returns to him after a moment, questioning and full of concern. Do you see any fish?
If he answers her question, she doesn't hear it. Razikale starts to grumble fiercely from below before she can even finish the last word, forcing her to halt abruptly. She sways slightly, but manages to remain steady, turning her gaze first toward the mountain range, then the lake, as if searching for some semblance of sanity in the chaos around them. There is none to be had, though — at least, not until Razikale's fit calms, no doubt soothed by Zazikel's sheepish retreat. She sucks in a breath, glancing back to Aldric.
I wonder what trick Zazikel has pulled this time, She comments to him, trying not to sound as shaken as she feels. Thankfully, something in the distance distracts her: a bright splash of pale against the warm autumn evening — a wolf, she realizes. Look, Aldric — And then she takes off running toward the stranger, far too eager for the change of focus to wait for her mate's response.