"Well..." Ariel looked out at the water and hesitated once again. It was a bit too murky to see how deep it was, but judging by where the others were in the water, she didn't have to venture out any further than waist deep. Even if she wander so deep that she would struggle, the others were all there to help her. While she was thinking, Sabine's eyes were inviting her as well. The water was cool on her feet. "Well, okay," She said with a smile before standing up to remove her robe, "I'm not likely to drown in water this shallow." With the pack's attitudes towards nudity, her nervous modesty had been diminished over the past few months, but she still wore her undergarments as she waded in. She reached a point where she could lower the rest of her body in, and although her navel twitched with the cold at first, she sighed with relief once her neck reached the waterline. "That's better. I never thought I'd be so grateful to cool down in my life." Ariel said, now closer to the rest of the pack.

"It would be interesting to try some things with trodh. Most commonly, ingredients harvested from such fish are used in poisons, but sometimes they can be mixed with some things to sharpen the mind or the body temporarily. Or to change it temporarily. It seems appropriate that some types of fish can be used in a brew to allow someone to breath underwater. It's a kind of natural alteration effect." Ariel's initial concerns seemed to be all but gone by now. Even though the floor of the pond was slimy and at the same time gritty, at least she could feel herself seated on it. Talking about alteration also reminded her of her own ability to cast a waterbreathing spell. Practicing in a bathtub meant that she was well prepared to use that in the worst circumstances. "If only there was an alteration spell that would allow me to swim in the first place," she mentioned.

The full moons, that complicated things. Truthfully, Fendros wanted to be there to help Ahnasha when she gave birth, but whenever the moons were out, his beast spirit was under the least control. That was the time that they had no choice but to hunt. There was no point blaming his beast spirit, or even himself for not being there for her. His condition was a fact of life at this point. Still, would his beast spirit be more inclined to stay around, or hunt? Fendros was silent for a short while, thinking on it. He sighed and looked from Ahnasha's stomach to her face. "I hope so too. I'd like to be there for you. If it does turn out that way, however, I'm inclined to think that your beast spirit would know to stay still at least." Fendros' eyes went down, "I don't know, though. Will the child be okay?" He looked at Ahnasha again. He wished he had more control over the situation.