Traveling to The Rotunda was easy enough, curing the murk that infected it's waters? The Sliver Doe wasn't even sure where she should begin. Her golden orbs traveled over the water, looking into it's depths. Within it only the dead and cursed lived, apparently the water's were to sick for the living to remain in. Her heat filled with dread, heavy with the knowledge that so many innocent creatures had died when the darkness consumed Helovia. "Oh...weaps mo chroí." Whispered to the dead spirits that lurked though out the land. Hooves came to a stop just before the water's edge, and Arah wondered how she would be able to help the brook's water's clear. Was it even possible? Sadly her eyes moved up and down the stream, studying the creatures that did live in the waters. What she saw made her chops turn down. Smallish, oily black fish creatures with what appeared to be unnatural limbs were clearly the culprits with their oily eyes and small, white teeth. They bathed in the water and fed off of the natural life, slowly poisoning the once crisp and clean water. Luckily they were bigger than your average fish, and it seemed like there was only a few hundred lurking in the river bank. They could do this. "It's the...fish like creatures." Her eyes watched one bathing in the light. They had to remove these creatures to heal the water and begin healing Helovia.

Sucking in a deep breath, Arah entered the water. Slowly, first the cool water barely kissed the edge of her hooves, the further the entered the more confident she become. For a fear had entered her mind, what if the creatures were innocents that had entered the water? What if the water had transformed them into these hideous and terrible creatures? There was no use dwelling on such wicked thoughts though, stopping at her knees, the mare continued to watch the creatures. They were rather fast, darting through the water, However when ever they came to stop in the sunlight, their guard seemed to drop. They would have to wait until each creature came to a stop in a natural patch of sunlight so they could...what? Remove them from the water only so they could return? Ask them to leave? No, their death's meant health returning to Helovia. Arah waited, positing herself so her shadow was mixed with those of the tress, Arah waited. One creature came to stop in the sunlight, it's digesting oils washing away into the running water. A slightest apology to the gods, Arah pounced. Moving quickly, she tried to pin the creature between her hooves, it saw her coming and hastened to get out of death's grip. It managed to slip away, the doe watched it go sadly. It would take more than one slipping away to make Arah give up however.

"We can't kill them individually." Arah said out loud to whomever might be listening. Still she waited for her next target. "We need a plan...a net or a box...A barrier even." Would the gods grace their luck by providing their group with a crafter? Another creature came to her spot of sunlight and as quick as a snake poised to bite, Arah crushed the creature between her hooves. Kicking it out from the water to rest on the bank, Arah sighed and waited for the next unfortunate soul. "Is anyone here a crafter?" Wondering into the sunlight, yet another target presented itself for Arah's hooves, for a while she watched as still at the sunlight that coloured and brightened the water, then yet again she pounced. Lucky seemed to favour her today, another creature was crushed beneath her hooves. Kicking this one to land next to the other dead creature Arah followed. Next she began collecting rocks, rolling them towards the stream pushing them with her nose. "Perhaps," she panted with the effort, "a barrier of sorts to slow them or stop them completely?" After all, she had no idea how to make a net. Perhaps moss tied together with some vines...held in place by rocks and bark alike.

Pausing from rolling her rocks, the doe looked around at the moss. "A net is might be more efficient." So back to square one Arah began to collect the moss. She stripped it from the surrounding trees, rocks and other plant life alike. Once she had enough to spread from one shore of the brook to the other, Arah collected vines only to come to a blank stop. How one earth could she tie the vines into the moss? Wondering into the forest with her vines, Arah finally found what she was looking for. Pine tar. It was sticky enough to hold the moss onto the vines, but hopefully wouldn't wash away in the current. So she got to work collecting the tar onto the vines and then sticking and attaching the moss until finally she had a net. Then for good measure Arah smeared the tar all over the moss, until finally her trap was complete. Dragging to back to the brook Arah glanced around. "We can use this? Someone will need to take it to the other side of the brook though." Arah hoped that not only would it stop the creatures from heading further down the stream, but that the creatures would also get stuck in the tar smeared onto the moss. "I'm of course open to other ideas..." Her eyes moved to the collected rocks to form a barrier. A back up plan.

I wasn't sure how many/large/quick these creatures are, so I kinda just went with the flow...If anything needs changing let me know.