Lake Rodney a spirit walk

"Exactly. They are the spirits, the souls of water," Dwin explained, looking down at the river and for a moment she thought she really saw a pair of crystalline blue eyes looking back at her. "Without them the water is dead and empty. No plants, no fish, no nothing. Have a nymph or two there and you will see all the difference. They like rivulets and creeks as well - one can hear them laughing there the best," she shared the same fairy-tale all Blackthorn and Redleaf children had heard during childhood. How important the water was and how you had to respect these beings straight out of myth and legend books. Because they were the ones to make sure that the water stayed good. 

"My sister - Dee - lives in Moonglow," Dwin recognized the name of the pack. She also vaguely remembered Amalia mentioning her brother living in Moonspear. "I know Amalia. She is a dear packmate of ours," she told him, thinking fondly of dark-pelted woman. "And your brothers and sisters are?" she asked, eager to cure her ignorance about the genealogy of packs beyond caldera's borders.