For_the_fae_of_heart
Newt
Myka stops running a few blocks down, seeing a small park on the middle of a city block. She turns to Aster, panting, "I don't think . . . there's gonna be a lake . . . near this park."
Aster huffs, smiling. "Ehn... It's okay... Should pro-... probably find a drinking fountain, though... I need water..."