Greatwater Lake at least pretend you didn't want to get caught

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In the still of the night, quiet creakings bent into the darkness. Raheerah could hear them, gently belting out as if tentative they would be heard. He had not been able to isolate their origin, though he was confident they had been coming from the lake. Initially, he dismissed it as the natural wailings of the ice under the pressure of the snow and wind, and had not so even noticed another creature traveling its expanse. Not until he paused and gazed over the lake, and saw her. In that moment, she had uttered a mortal sound, grasping for his attention.

The beast narrowed his single eye and looked upon her. He had no place to question her presence here, but he did none the less. Dawa and the monk were hiding somewhere near, within the shelter of a copse of trees, and he felt sudden unease knowing that this creature lurked within reach of them. More curious still was that she had tried for his attention, and he could not deny that he was intrigued as to why.

Raheerah remained unmoving, standing at the shore. Bathed in his own shadow, the sooty beast parted his jaws and uttered a strange bellow. A response, though empty in its meaning. He was acknowledging her, and nothing more. Should she wish to elaborate this chance encounter, she would have to come to him.