Greatwater Lake jenny o' the woods

"i shall be expecting you," the tactician said cordially, eager now to return to his brother-in-arms and reveal to him the deal he had made that night, solidifying their claim. even if it was but a promise to arrive, the male felt presumptuous enough to stake his claim prematurely. her word was all he needed for now - proving themselves would come later - and he would feel more confident greeting them all with rest of diaspora at his back. "until then," stigmata bid her farewell, turning back the way he'd already come. he would resume his search for water, but heading the opposite way along the greatwater coast and hopefully he could find a spot soon; the quicker to start his journey home.