Trisha took a swig from her canteen, swished the water around her mouth, and swallowed. It tasted clean enough, which was good enough for her. She thought she heard something upstream and looked, but saw nothing but rocks and water. Convinced that it was probably just a bird she returned her attention to the water where she had knelt. She cupped her hands and dipped them into the stream, getting herself a handful of water that she splashed on her face. The cool water felt refreshing against her face...<br/><br/>===================================================================================================================================<br/><br/>Francis watched as the Naga swam downstream to a rock where she crouched down, happy that she hadn't heard his music. It was obvious to him that she was watching something. Following the stream with his eyes, Francis found what she was looking at; a cat girl washing herself in the stream. "Looks like someone is hunting..." Francis said to himself as he continued to watch...