Rancher Roundup

A dolphin.... of all the creatures, somehow, a dolphin had followed them home. She stared at the trio - quartet - Pesca was making herself right happy trying to figure out what the literal hell a dolphin was doing this far upstream, not unlike her owner, while Syringă and Spărtură were apparently far more lax about this. To the point she wondered if the odd occurence was something they had seen before. "You are not a river dolphin, or a facultative freshwater... whatever, you realize you are not meant to bloody well be up here?" she demanded, but only rubbed her face as both dragons watched her. Suri, perched on the porch above them for her nap, sniggered and the girl pointedly chucked a towel at her. Unfortunately that only made all three laugh harder, and the girl groaned. "Fine, fine, but I don't want... him? her?" the very clear sense of male came through, with the comforting abyssal weight she knew meant it was Spărtură's input, and she nodded. "Him, getting sick... take him back out and I'll... figure something up." she ordered, watching as the dragon dipped under and the two shadows drifted off. How in the world did she get herself into these things?

It was entirely likely the dolphin wouldn't get sick, of course, dolphins could come upstream the same as sharks, probably with more ease given their lack of gills, but she hadn't been able to find any information on that. Clearly it had gotten there fine, however, so it shouldn't be an issue; but the girl hardly wanted to take the chance, who knew what long term exposure would do? So she found herself digging a 'pool', apparently with supervision from Syringă, if the weight on her back was anything to go by. Thankfully Tesseract was more helpful, using his claws to surprising effect. Tsillah blinked as she noticed the green sheen across his feathers and claws, staring for a moment, then snorted. "Finally playing with magic, are you?" the girl accused, as another huge chunk of the pitch black loam fell to the dragon's efforts - far too easily. She only smiled and rubbed his neck in gratitude, without the help it would have taken days, at this rate it seemed they wouldn't be too long; not to mention his magic was tamping the loam into stone, or something very near stone. She crouched and ran her hand over the smooth black surface, tapping it discretely, then nodded. It should hold water, and she could add a bit of insurance just in case; for now though the girl was pleased with their efforts.

The pool, or what would be a pool, was near enough to the river it would eventually connect and Albion - as had been deemed the dolphin's name - would be able to swim in and out freely. She was shamelessly going to use the density of saline to her advantage for that, leaving the connection till the pool was all but filled, so there would be only a thin sheen of fresh water on the surface for the dolphin to deal with, rather than a full river of the same. There were probably better ways to approach the same, but seeing as Albion was determined to follow them to and from the ocean she didn't think inhibitions to his access were the best idea. He was also with them by choice, which meant he should be able to come and go as suited him, rather than at one of their whims. Stocking the pond with fish and making it as natural as possible had been an interesting task, but Pesca at least seemed to approve, given the cormorant's constant diving and swimming as they cleaned the pool up for its owner. She had been at it practically since the salt water started going in, and the addition of fish and coral buds had only increased her frequenting the area; and her happy chattering.

"Alright, Tess, go on then." Tsillah offered, nodding from her place in the water. She wanted to ensure the balance was right when the 'dam' opened, so was swimming while the earth dragon waited for her signal. Nodding and focusing Tess' tail flared up and the green patches seemed to light with fire, his eyes shining the same hue as the earth sank down and compacted. All his focus on ensuring the area and depth he wanted. Beyond, in the river, Syringă and Spărtură were waiting with Albion. Churring and whistling back and forth with their newest friend, as if explaining to him what was going on and what he needed to do when Tesseract was through. The moment the earth sank was rather abrupt, the magic coming easier all at once. Like a rubber band snapping it crackled and popped, then rippled brighter across his feathers as the soil bent to his will instantly. Just where and how Tesseract envisioned, but there was no time to enjoy it as Albion jumped and the saurian dragon was splashed. Tess grumbling and curling into the leaflitter to preen feathers time had taught him were far less waterproof than he would have liked them to be. Some water they shunted all too easily, the mists and rain no issue with his jungle heritage, but the splashing and dunking of his 'siblings' were another matter entirely. Tsillah chuckled and pulled herself out, moving to Tesseract's side as Syrin and Spăr both slipped into the pool with their friend, exploring along with him and splashing about. The sapling of the canopy almost masking the lingering sheen of magic across scales and feathers, but she petted his neck again. "You did good, thanks." she whispered, smiling when the dragon looked up and more when he stretched over to preens her hair instead. Leaning into the motions and rubbing his scales in return, the others, she knew, were grateful as well but they may forget to say the same. So she made sure to, and leaned back to watch what was, apparently, now not only a facultative freshwater dolphin, but a facultative forest dolphin as well.