Almost a minute passed where Janius stood silently, wishing he could see past the murky surface of the river. Janius understood that they may have to be patient, but at the same time he grew restless. They needed to catch something before it rained any further or they might be cut off from the hill on which they made camp.

Under the river's surface, an almost inaudible chittering and clicking joined the whirr of flowing water. Through the murk, the smell and sight of three swimming dreughs came forward. With how still Kaleeth was and the fact that she was downstream from them, they hadn't noticed her imposing form yet. These creatures seemed to be merely searching the riverbed for morsels and catching small fish in the current. They would be less aggressive than their land-walking siblings undergoing karvinasim, but they could still swarm any threats to drive them off. By their smell, the creature that Kaleeth and Janius were originally tracking was on their claws and mandibles. Another dreugh came into view and still held onto what was left of the corpse of their original quarry. It was a hackwing, probably injured and caught in the river currents. The four dreugh seemed oblivious as they wandered into the danger of Kaleeth's reach.