Greatwater Lake Run boy run! This world is not made for you!

Once again, quite a ways from her home in Whitebark Stream, Chai found herself by a water source. Not a river this time, but a freshwater lake of massive proportions. The trees that surrounded it were just starting to sprout new leaves, leaving a distinct, pleasant little whiff of spring in the air. From her view, facing her were the Sunspire Mountains, beyond which her home awaited her. Ears folding back gently, she sighed. The sight was nothing short of picturesque.

Why was it that she was always drawn to water? Or water drawn to her? Could there be some meaning...some message she had yet to decode? Examining her soft featured reflection, Chai felt oddly at peace in this very moment. In this very place. Lowering her muzzle to drink, her eyes nearly missed the dark figure not far away. She hummed pleasantly in thought. Seems this place hadn't attracted only herself this afternoon.