Lucy Tracy (

Lucy's ears translated the intent behind the yip as something along the lines of 'Okay then, what are we waiting for?'

Lucy set off in the direction of the water sound, looking down with a smile at the huge white wolf padding beside her. It wasn't long before they reached the screening trees and passed them, revealing an old wooden bridge and a stream trickling below it. A few meters upwater was a small waterfall that tumbled down into a deep pool, the basin surrounded by rocks except on the side where it became the stream.

There was a fluttering sound, and a small, birdlike shape backwinged into a landing at the side of the pool. It bent to drink, entirely unaware of the predator behind it.

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