Duck Lake where are the birds

ooc; for anyone

back to the Rising Sun Valley once more. Heloise felt weary at last after her constant travels. though she desired to go back to the Emberwood, she would stop at this lake; unable to go further without some rest. it seemed the infamous ducks of this area were somewhere else as she dipped her head to the waters and drank. a few feathers were a testament to their presence. she suspected the avians had taken off and would return eventually. she was not one to know the mind of a duck, however.

limbs felt eager, however, tired as they were. she was grateful for the vast expanse of the Teekons. it meant lots of different landscapes to explore. she could be here for a full year and still not see all that it offered. stifling an unlady-like yawn, Heloise would slump to the earth. fire burned in her muscles. she needed to rest. it was still the middle of the day, and therefore she saw no danger in being in the open. she could easily see from all sides. no one could sneak up on her. or so she assumed.