Alpine Lake you're following a lead that came from a bird.

Well, at the bottom, of course, she answered, smiling back.  Up here it'd be way too much work, living in the water.  Even for magical creatures like them.  They are lazy.  She was pulling all of this out of absolutely nowhere, but it made sense.  Who would want to fight that current all day?

So you only gotta worry if you go for a swim down there.  She looked again, and took a breath.  Her own was pure enjoyment... there was nothing analytical about her.  These were the types of places she lived for as she traveled, spots that looked like they were plucked straight from stories.  She almost could imagine a horde of nymphs rising from the spray and mist, wings sparkling, ready to pull them over for a laugh.