Greatwater Lake Cause perfect didn't feel so perfect

Lunaria, reluctant as she might be to do so, couldn't help but agree. It certainly didn't look like things were going to get better from the looks of it and that only made her worry more. "So I've seen, unfortunately. I just wonder how it would be possible to get through this. Rain i've seen plenty of times before, but flooding, well, I have yet to adjust to...." That being the case, it would also mean that the fae will have to search for somewhere safe to reside if the flooding did become worse. Going back to camp out in those mountains didn't sound too awful right now. 

Her attention trailed towards the bloated carcass that was drifted and dragged to shore by the dark-eyed damsel and couldn't help but wince at the grisly state of rigor mortis it was in — it must have fell into the waters and twisted its neck along the way. Freshly caught prey was more of her go-to when it came down to a meal, though pre-killed animals always had a strong taste and a tough texture she wasn't too fond of.