Neilina Baird

The mist drapes heavily over Loch Nesatha, muffling the world in soft silence. You walk along the loch's edge, your eyes drawn to the quiet beauty of the landscape, lost in the unfamiliar surroundings. As you step closer to the water, a faint, distressed sound reaches your ears. Curious, and perhaps a little worried, you approach the source of the noise, parting the reeds to reveal a small, trembling creature made of shimmering water, clearly hurt and struggling. You kneel down, trying to figure out how to help, when a soft voice cuts through the fog. "Um... W-wait. I wouldn't do that, if I were ye." You look up to see an anthropomorphic figure standing a few feet away - a kelpie with shimmering fur and gentle eyes.