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Their opposite reactions reminded Naia of the difference that just a couple years could make; a wizened adult absquatulates to survey a strange scene and a curious yearling creeps boldly forward to investigate. Naia growled a warning to the boy, who might like to think that he was grown but clearly still needed help making decisions. He dropped to his belly but continued to creep toward the stinking pool, and Naia fell silent with a resigned shake of her head. Her golden eyes widened as Orren reached out to touch the pool, and she was on her feet before the yearling could even emit his yelp of pain. Naia closed the distance between herself and the boy dancing around in pain, whining with concern.
When Orren quieted down Naia moved in to sniff at the tip of his nose, licking Orren’s muzzle like a mother kissing her child’s boo-boo. The taste was absolutely horrid, and Nai wrinkled her own nose in disgust. “Definitely,” she agreed, turning her face toward the pool once more. She was standing much closer now and the intense heat against her face made her eyes water and her paws sweat. Water like that was certainly not palatable, and from the looks of the little trickles leading away from the pool it appeared that whatever contaminated this body of water might be adulterating surrounding water sources too. The pack would not be able to settle anywhere near here, which was disappointing.. but at least they had a “cool” discovery to report, as Orren pointed out. ” What should we call it? The Eye or something like that.. The Cat Eye..? Hmm..”