Greatwater Lake She’s betting on science

Setting: Evening — 1950, sunset.
Weather: 88 degrees — Mostly clear skies, light breeze.
Exact Location: Set on the southern side of the territory where Otter Creek meets Greatwater.

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Donovan comes to Greatwater lake more than he needs to. It’s a nice place to wind down. Though really he still prefers the roughness of his sandy canyon opposed to the green grasses of the flatlands. He often comes here just because he can. 

Now he stands at the bank of the lake. Shoulder deep in the water, basking in the bright evening glow of the magenta sunset. The cool liquid even feels better on his wounds. Perhaps they’re beginning to heal better than he thought.  With those thoughts out of mind he trudged through the water and closer to the bank. Standing still enough to trick the fish into thinking it’s safe once more. He dips his massive head into the water, teeth bared with intent to catch the scaling beings in his grasp. Coming vac up and out of the water with a medium sized silver scaled fish he begins walking back to the cluster of trees he finds himself sitting by often. Flopping his body down with all the grace of a big cat Donovan begins chowing down.