Greatwater Lake Cause perfect didn't feel so perfect

@Lunaria

Water. It was the fundamental need of all life, from the smallest moss to the largest bear. And so too was it for Macaria. 
Thirst drove her up out of the Raven sanctuary, her second home. Where the Ravens went, she belongs, after all. For as long as the wolf could remember she had dictated her every decision this way- from the direction of a fallen feather, to the throaty Klaaak Klaaak on the wind. Her Gods may have forgotten her, but her Ravens never would. 
The lake that lay before her was enormous, the size of an inland sea. And it's current state was concerning. 
The rains had bloated its sources. Piles of debris and mud stacked on the overflowing rim, threatening a flood. Water rushed, angrily, pushing with it rain and debris from the mountains- timber, dead animals, and mud. 
just as Macaria had predicted, the blessings were soon to bring destruction. 
Macaria padded through the paws-deep water, drowned grasses and wildflowers beneath her paws. She dipped her head to drink, ears pinned as the whispering repeated one word- 
Drowning. 
The whole world was drowning.