Honeyed Pasture like you've never felt the ground before

rolled a quick 1d2 on discord for success in hunting so feel free to PP this beaver also if you wish!

Renard held themselves there, watching the beaver float by, as the stranger crept to their side. Waiting a few moments more as it swum in lazy circles, just so they would have enough time to catch it before it returned to its dam and ruined all the time they'd spent waiting around for it to stop --

The woman yawned.

Renard's ear twitched. They squinted at her for a moment, while the beaver grew nearer to the dam and then farther away as if taunting them, and then looked back out at the water. All that talk about patience, and yet,

Then she spoke. Renard's ears snapped back. At least it was quiet, and the beaver didn't seem to notice.

"I'm sure there's plenty more river for you to --" Renard said, quite rudely, in a whisper, at which point the beaver passed the point on the bank where they were both crouching and, rather more on impulse than actual deliberation, they uncurled from their position and bolted down the slope and into the river, sending a (pleasantly cool) cascade of water into the air.