Attica had been here only yesterday, but she hadn't noticed the foul stench that seemed to fill the air even from several metres away today. In fact, it was a clear mountain stream, shallow enough that she could see the pebbles that lined it's bottom and watch the small fish that took shelter from the current behind the larger stones. Her face was screwed up with some disgust. If the water had been fouled, then perhaps Revon would get sick if she happened to drink from it further downstream.
That certainly would not do.
She looked behind herself, where the pack lands lay, then up the stream again. It would make sense that whatever had fouled the water was up there... and if it looked like it was out of her control, then she supposed she could call for one of the leaders. Surely they would know what to do... No point bothering them until she knew what they were dealing with though, so with a heavy sigh she began to walk upstream, trying to block the rancid stench from her nose by opening her mouth, but that only resulted in her gagging. She'd just have to try and breathe shallow...