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

while the two chatty women engaged in their own yappish banter, he pretended to ignore it entirely, busying himself with washing away the tiny pebbles that had lodged themselves in his paw pads. 

only when Cynna looked back to him, a question in tow, did he redirect his attention.

if she minds herself and doesn't slow us down. he grunts with a shrug, giving only his requirements as answer.