Otatso Wetlands The Field Trip

As soon as Néa heard what the track was, she was already preparing to hightail it back to Duskfire. If there was even the slightest chance that a mountain lion was passing through, she was out of there. Though she knew this mountain lion was unlikely to be the culprit, her family had fallen at the claws of it's kind and it hurt her, to think of the events the paw print reminded her of. She huffed a little and her eyes darted left to right, on constant alert now, before she backed up to the fae with a pleading look.

"M-mamma... Can we leave?" She sighed in relief as they swam across the slightly deeper water channel to the opposite bank, the cool water both refreshing and soothing. But still her senses were on alert and as she stepped onto the opposite bank, she smiled both tremulously and nervously as she shook out her fur, grabbing her herbs in her mouth and making sure it was the correct herb. "The hot springs would be heaps of fun I think!"