After a long hot and dry summer the heavens had finally blessed them with rain. The seasons were turning once more, making the rains colder than they would have been during the summer. During such storms the greying grandmother made sure all the children were within the dryness of the dens so that they wouldnt catch a cold. Moon had seemed to round everyone up except one...little Monatalia. The dark child was proving to be a bit of a handful but the Eastfall woman loved her nonetheless. Setting out the grandmother decided to search the lakeshore first. The inky girl seemed to have an affinity for the water.

Mercury orbs fell on the ebony form of her granddaughter standing at the lakes edge looking over the rough waters. Normally Moon wouldnt be worried but the storm was in full swing and threatened to get worse. "Mona, love!" she called out from the tree line as she trotted her way to the child's side. "Hun, ya will catch a cold out here!" She explained over the rain as she came to her side. Silver orbs took in the child's soaked form concern crossing her features. "What are ya doin' out here?"