A Giant In A Giant's World

The last time Luck had been here she had been occupied by helping Solveiga and hadn't really had any chance to fully see what the territory had to offer, though at first she had been wrapped up in the excitement of searching, looking to see what herbs might be useful here she had eventually found herself growing more drowsy. The warmth of sun heating her small frame and she had dragged herself up onto the stone in the middle of the lake, admittedly with some difficulty.

And there she had lain, curled up, dozing peacefully until the presence of another wolf intruded upon her light sleep. Blearily Luck was roused by the gentle sound of footsteps and the scent of another wolf. Luck blinked, brilliant blues scanning the land around her with the sort of confusion that tended to pair with being woken up. Her gaze landed on a form she didn't recognize and her mind snapped suddenly to wakefulness. With a squeak she tried to scramble backwards but found herself instead falling into the lake. Luck panicked for a moment then as her head broke the surface she sputtered, gazing around in surprise.