Greatwater Lake [m]I feel her filth in my bones

all good to me <3

No broken spirits laid out before her alters today. Menthe was steadfast still on her journey, it's end still not quite in sight yet. The man made of sun and the incident with the bear were not to be her final stop -- at least for now. Her paint-stepped paws drew her forward, hopeful for water in the warmth of the spring. The sun was hot on her dark pelt, and she was desperate for a little drink after a long trek north. 

Who could she stumble upon today than two lovers? She may have thought there was a fight breaking out, had she not heard the songs of laughter from far away. Lady Aphrodite she purled inwardly, What have you graced me with today? For surely, it was love and lust that were always at the paws of her favored Goddess.

Menthe had made her way up to the lake not too far back, a small smile playing on her muzzle. She was well within sight of the couple if they chose to look up, and hardly a bother unless they took offense. She herself paced a few length into the shallow water, it's cool touch flowing throughout, and dipped her head to quench her journey's thirst. Her tail hung in a neutral place at her hocks, waving occasionally.