Duck Lake Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved

Indeed, following Tybault hadn't led them to Ophelia at all. Rather, they found themselves far from where her own trail had branched, and thick in a land of placid waters and quibbling ducks. The tranquillity of everything other than the water fowl at least made up for the raucous noise, though Everett would look forward to being somewhere... quieter, once they made it through this place.

He caught the flash of his brother's frown and held back a derisive laugh. If Tybault wasn't following Ophelia, then Everett could only guess why their brother had left them without word or reason why. Be a man, Everett. Easier said than done - but he pulled a straight face and shrugged. Well, he's still gone, and knowing no reason is worse than having one.

And they would find him, for no reason other than that he was their brother. Sunlight peeked through the nearby edge of the aspen grove, glinting off calm waters and suggesting a large swath of land that would be much easier to navigate through than the tangled maze of trees.

They're just about to come out of the grove of aspen trees on the western edge of Duck Lake, feel free to have Tybault hear them or see them in your next post if you'd like! ^^