[Quiet Man Cometh]

*Warning - not proofread. Too tired :p

Agrath was pleased to have finally reached the waters of her home, and spent a good while simply floating an relishing in the warmer water. When the ship's crew began milling about in the hold, she decided to find a place with more peace and quiet and to look for a meal. Lightly propelling herself to shore with her tail, she crawled out of the water on all fours, waiting until she reached the tree line to stand up, her tail leaving a long slick in the ground between the wet prints of her feet.

Small tributaries of the main river that ran through the kindgom collected in mock deltas and small ponds, and in one such pond Agrath had set up was would pass for a den. She laid back now, casually, with her head propped on her arms, crossed behind her head, and one foot toeing the water of the pond by which she lay. Her eyes were closed and she had her teeth bared in a wide, satisfied grin, small tidy birds picking away he remnants of flesh that were stuck between her teeth.

As was her nature, she lay perfectly still, an odd jungle sculpture, more of interest to be found in the flies that were beginning to gather around the broken and split bones that lay in a pile beside the pond edge.