Greatwater Lake vaal hazak

Something about the wildwoman changed. Before she had been brimming with resolute energy. Now her fire softened. Nettleclaw did not draw close, though her ears and eyes strained to see what had made the noise across the bank.

Once the woman slouched to the taller grass Nettleclaw rose. She scurried past as the woman flicked icy water from her feet.

Small ripples shimmered along the far bank. Nettleclaw measured their origin, eyes thoughtfully scanning the cold depth.

With a grunt Nettleclaw leapt from the bank. Water cascaded in shrill coldness about her. Its sheer iciness stole her breath away. But more importantly, Nettleclaw resurfaced from the dark waters with a fish snapping wildly between her teeth.

For a brief moment Nettleclaw felt the warmth of victory seep through her - but it was then she remembered the wild woman.

Nettleclaw froze as she looked upon the wild woman. The fish slapped stupidly against her face.