Greatwater Lake Do you want to meet all my monsters?

her ownership of the lake's edge was almost certain now, and she behaved as any ruler would: taking a stroll while the light was bright, observing the way the clouds gathered for a time, or the stillness of the water. zharille was at peace with the ending of her season; but she knew the peace would not last, not given the population growth upon her land.

she had half a mind to seek out ranva, if only to check on the woman and make certain nothing would spawn forth from her loins. the only one welcome to motherhood was herself. however, her thoughts stalled. there was movement along the edge of the lake - a shadow.

she thought it might be khaba, finally returned. they were at enough distance that zharille could not see them well, and the wind was not in her favor. she sulked closer; crooning a note to him, as if he were a friend.