Greatwater Lake Serenity Now

"You get your ass kicked." Lane rolled her eyes, but made no move to actually follow through on her words. What was he expecting exactly? Some kind of prize? All Lane had was a ball of chervil roots. She looked down at the herb bundle at her feet, knowing better than to even attempt to offer the rootball as a prize. Even as a joke. 

"I dunno," Lane continued, sweeping her gaze out over the lake. "A goose? You want a goose?" There was a pair of geese-- or ducks maybe?-- drifting near the shore a fair distance away, just within eyesight. It would be a shame to have to break up a bonded pair. Geese mate for life, Lane was pretty sure. But hey, girl's gotta eat. Her eyes darted back to the boy, figuring he had probably worked up an appetite as well.