Serpent Lake a warm patch of sun

Kiir released a long-suffering sigh and stretched, bowing down, bending their spine. They stood up straight again with a shake, eyes twinkling. "Kiir will follow you, then, and hunt what you hunt. Yes? Then we will share the spoils." They turned and grimaced at the lake. "Perhaps we should wait to hunt fish, though. This One would prefer not to get wet. The water is far too cold for a swim." Kiir eyed the lake longingly for a moment, lost in the memories of their puphood, splashing in the Oasis waters with friends. Home was a long way away.