Greatwater Lake one fish, two fish

She didn't know where she was going - but wasn't that wonderful in itself? Wrenly rarely had a plan about the future. A few tidbits here and there were all the thinking she needed and so far it had damn well worked. Why discard a sure thing until proven guilty? The woman would walk until her paws hurt, and when they did... they led her here.

A great lake of water. How ironic that it was called that in reality? So simple but so giving of life. Fish swam below the surface easily - she could see them from her position on land. A smirk crossed her lips; how long had it been since she was able to fish? Seemed like eons ever since she left her last location. There, the ocean cascaded against the rocky beaches...

And suddenly, she felt homesickness. Strange, since the place hadn't begun to feel like home until she tried to settle. But, that was a different story all together. Wrenly walked forward until her paws touched the cold water. She sighed, closing her eyes and let the autumn wind billow her fur. The snap of foliage and scent of new touched her nose. Someone was nearby.

She could smell them.