Blacktail Deer Plateau now that the evening is slowing

the walk wasn't long. within minutes, ying was at the water's edge. there was another girl, this one wandering dangerously far over the pond's face. the huntress's anxiety began to build as she watched the stranger drift.

what you doing? she called, a faint whine present behind the words. not safe, girl! behind her, ying's tail began an agitated twitch. it was a sign of concern rather than aggression, as could have been read by her furrowed brow.