Arrow Lake Answer now like an astronaut

There was nothing for her here, in this place of tranquility and silence. Nothing for the creature comprised of the exact opposite, her head swirling with clamor and cacophany, not to be mistaken with something akin to turmoil. There was nothing of the sort within the Fate, taken to her life without grievance or complaint. She simply existed and acted as instinct told her to, it's guiding hand having never steered her wrong.

Her existence in this moment was at this lake, a landscape so serene that it seemed like and loud noise would disrupt it. Others might have enjoyed such serenity, such beauty, but the red wraith was not others. She had come here to lie in wait and watch the banks for the prey that would undoubtedly gravitate here. Earlier there had been a buck with his small herd but there had been no young and no sickly. With as many prongs as the male had, Atropos could not chance an encounter with him and she, alone, was not enough to herd a full grown doe away from her herd.

So still, she waited, lying as a sphinx might, forearms propping her up and her spine twisted so that one leg lay beneath her body and the other stretched to the side. Upwind of the lake's newest visitor, Atropos had no indication of the presence of another and he was yet too far for her to hear him.