A force to be reckoned with and without dragons. The ground covered has been utterly sweet. Winter might be coming but Brienne best brace herself for other things of the future. It has only been a few weeks time.

She whirls around treads water trying to get a distance and perspective. No time to worry yet. "Frea, you're not a fish." Though it has been some time now. There's a gulp and when she has turned around...drat. A moment too late.

"Frea." She idly splashes at the surface. Waiting now.