477 Meeting Rhys (1)

On that wintry day at the end of the year the lake looked like a mirror. There was not a single ripple over the surface in its waters. It was as if the time had stopped. Except—

The water had turned slightly crimson. Far in distance parts of snake skins floated that marred its otherwise serenity. The entire place was so quiet that not a sound came from the adjoining forest, not even a tree creaked its branches, not a bird chirped. Adrianna expected the birds to feast on the flesh of the serpents but perhaps they detested to even come near them. The animals worked in tandem with each other. None of them came to eat the flesh that was scattered along the shores of the lake. Adrianna and Dmitri were horrified for a moment at the scene in front of them. The putrid smell of the meat was stifling. 

"We need to do something about this lake, Dmitri," Adrianna said as she walked with him. "It is after all the main source of water to the packs' territories."