Caspian was exploring the vast shores of the lake, enjoying the softness of the mud underfoot. The waters had receded again following the surprise downpour, leaving the land refreshed but drying and once more in need of rain. The little boy had no inkling of the intricate interplay of weather systems and environment, though. He did not even worry much about the drought, growing up near the wide flat mirror of the lake having given him a blissful ignorance of what the rest of the Lore was suffering that summer.
What occupied his attention today was, instead, a new discovery. The receding waters had revealed a thin spit of land that extended out to the nearest island. He could go and explore it without needing to swim, something that he was quite sure he couldn't handle yet. But a trip out to the island, what an irresistible idea! The boy's curiosity won out and with a glance over his shoulder, he stepped out onto the thin gravelly spit of land and set off at toward the island.