Greatwater Lake is what i brought to you

she does not look back until the sound of a voice calls her attention. she ensures the lost bison is well on it's way back to the herd before she turns to properly face the following stranger. "not in the lake," she reveals with a lick to her lips, absinthe eyes roving over the woman to assess her physical state. she was small, much like nephele herself, though that did not automatically dismiss her for consideration.

"the monsters are those who guard the lake," she clarifies while giving a quick glance over the woman's shoulder to ensure they weren't followed or being chased down by a brute. "they are not a very pleasant bunch."

she wasn't sure she would regard yellowstone as a pleasant bunch either, though between the two of them, she very obviously favored her own group over the lake demons.