Greatwater Lake we are the reckless

Her head shook gently as Atka broke out of her description. "Not at all, I enjoyed listening."  She was curious, but also Atka's voice was soothing and calm. Heph liked the sound of her voice.

Returning the soft huff of air with a smile she responded, trying to imagine something so vast, so all-encompassing. "It sounds beautiful if unforgiving." Maybe something like that could only be beautiful because it was unforgiving. That power held its own kind of seductive captivating quality. Atka's airy laugh echoed in her ears, the gentle lines of her interlocked with the water.

Heph's eyes somehow did not know where to look, eyes wide but almost empty as the sky. She felt a little bit like a cloud, though he could not say exactly why. The water gently tugged and let go of her fur. "Do you miss it?" There was a lilt that gave the words away as a question. Heph did not miss where she had grown up, though she sometimes missed the past - the friends and family as they had been.