A snarky looking she-wolf catches your eyes and ears as you hear her telling a dramatic tale to a bundle of pups. You decide to listen in, taking a seat. "Then Great King Hroki fought his evil older brother Ragnar atop the cliffside... the battle lasted many moons and many hunts; then, Ragnar tossed Hroki over the edge and into the great abyss," The story paused, a few pups whimpering, the she-wolf cackled and continued, "The kingdom howled and prayed to Quirea (the God of Rain), and she wept for the king as well, her tears filling the great abyss and forming the Oasis. Ragnar, who had been greedily reveling in his victory didn't notice that the water was growing higher and higher, and he drowned. The kingdom of Oasis was kingless and so Quirea decided that she would be the pack's protectors." You found yourself being pulled in by the outlandish tale, coming to appreciate the crystal pool, in oasis.