Greatwater Lake jenny o' the woods

@Nocturnal backdated to WHO KNOWS

stigmata visited the other side of the mountains, though he knew he had no real interest in what lay beyond them. it was curiosity, he presumed, and the desire to know his every option, but mostly fate compelled him to the ice-riddled expanse of greatwater. he came this way only because panther park had struck him as ominous - not a place for him to be caught alone - while the smell of water almost always promised that prey followed. predators loomed as well, but at least in this scenario he was more likely to be the latter rather than the former.

night was nearly upon him by the time he came lakeside; only a sliver of orange light showing against a gunmetal sky, and he imagined he would spend the rest of the night returning to the sunspires. he first wanted a drink however, yet this portion of the lake had frozen over, so he began to travel around the wide brim of the waterbowl, in an effort to find a thin spot to take advantage of.