Rory would dive back under the water before swimming back up toward the wolf girl, climbing over her and pushing her under as she emerged above the surface again. Chirps and whistles came from the black creature, a sound of excitement and happiness, as she played with Reno. Faline hated water; it was usually a fight to get the older sibling into the water to bathe, let alone play in it.

Though she could not speak in her native form, the Unai could understand the other woman's words. There was a soft look in her eyes as her ears relaxed, having instinctively fall backwards when the woman nipped at one of them. It was an endearing look, one that said she appreciated the woman's words.

A snap echoed around the pond from the woods further from their campsite. The black creature froze, her yellow and black eyes focused on the darkness cast by the trees. Slowly swimming backward, she quietly chirped at the wolf girl, her eyes flicking to her from time to time. Climbing out of the water, she grabbed the bucket in her teeth, dipping it into the water before backing up some. Rory looked back to Reno, the look telling the girl to follow, before she turned and ran back towards camp.

Abilene sat quietly as she assisted with the cups, her eyes closed as her fingers ran across the leaves, moving them into place. She listened as the siblings before her spoke to each other, listened to the chirps in the distance and listened to the forest. Rory was enjoying herself, a good thing considering how miserable the girl had seemed since she first saw her. The sounds brought a small smile to her lips, even as the siblings discussed the seriousness the water could bring them.

She would do what she had to, should the Skytun children request her assistance, but for now, things seemed at peace. When Ryna made a disgusted response to her brother's actions, the woman opened one eye to look at the sleeping wolf before her attention was pulled back to the trees and the sound of paws rushing back towards camp.

Opening her other eye, the woman rolled them back, landing on a spooked, soaked Unai, a wolf nearby her. A teasing smile came to her lips as she said, "It was a squirrel. It fell out of the tree." Her smile grew, revealing sharp canines as the rigid black fur on the creatures back seemed to relax as Rory physically appeared to calm.

Setting the bucket on the ground, the black fur seemed to melt away, her body morphing back into her more human looking form. Her hair was soaked, her thin gown equally as so. Reaching down for the bucket she sighed saying, "We are very fortunate then."

Abilene shook her head, making her way towards the younger twin, taking the bucket from her. "If it had been anything dangerous, I would have found you first," she said, a stern look in her eye as she looked into the yellow-black eyes of the other woman, whom nodded back. The green haired woman made her way back to the other two siblings, setting the water down beside the log she had been near.