Greatwater Lake burned but not buried this time

the family of otters had likely heard her coming, or smelled her, and she was large enough to be bear-like and menacing, so that might've done it too. there had been four or five of them scurrying off in to the wilderness; a young one went the wrong way towards the water, and zharille caught sight of it first.

she picked up her pace to a heavy canter, lunging for the creature as it bobbed in the water. she missed, but the threat to the young one brought the rage of two adults! they screeched and came for her out of the sedge, and she wheeled about snapping at them.

quick as they were, zharille could be quick too when she employed all her strength.

when she turned to look for the boy with his rat, she held the broken body of one otter like a red thread trailing to the dirt.