Duck Lake Why Are They Still Here

Sen doesn't like ducks. Feel free to mock her for yelling at them. c:

At last, Sen had departed form the Glacier's land, and was steadily making her way away from the territory. She planned to travel farther than usual this time around, but first she'd wanted to stop and take a drink. It was odd that, during all her journeys, the dark woman had never once visited the lake full of noisy, splashing ducks. With the ruckus they made, though, it wasn't a huge surprise. The second she'd approached the lake to find a place to drink from it, she was welcomed with both a good surprise, and a bad one. The good one had been the fact that the lake hadn't seemed to really freeze up yet, but the bad one was how loud the ducks were. Oh, if only she could catch and strangle every last one of them. Sadly, though, that was an impossible task.

“Why must you stupid birds be so damn loud?” her voice called out across the lake, words directed at the bobbing figures, despite knowing they couldn't answer back. The noises they made in response to her voice sounded like laughter, which ultimately annoyed her even more. How the tables had turned, for once it was her being annoyed, rather then she being the one to annoy another. “I hope you all drown,” she called out again, one again ignoring a key problem to her words—the mallards where created with bodies that usually preventing them from drowning. Sen couldn't stand the fact that the birds were still hanging around, having thought they'd be long gone so far into Winter.