"The river."

Brahms woke up, and to her surprise, everything was peaceful. The dream memories still clung on to her. She blinked, clearing the sleepy fog out of her eyes. "Where am I supposed to find a river?" she asked herself.

Brahms walked outside. Dandyclaw, or Pinky, was already there. "Up late, Sturdyfoot?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah," she confessed, yawning and stretching, "I hope it's not too much of a problem."

Dandyclaw shook his head. "Oh, it's not."

Brahms watched all the other dogs. They looked miserable, padding around, about to start patrols for the day. The wagon sat, unused today. Brahms kind of felt bad that the Enclave had stolen it from Max and Rocky. "When do duties start? I need to talk," Brahms called.

Dandyclaw beckoned for her to come, and she did. "What did you need to say?"

"I needed to say, I had a dream."

Brahms explained the whole thing - how a strange black Labrador with white speckles came to her. How it had said that there was a river where the Enclave needed to go. Dandyclaw nodded. "I'll take this into consideration. Remember, Sturdyfoot, some dreams are JUST DREAMS."

Brahms nodded, and slipped out of the den. She relished the sun on her back, while it wasn't annoying.

TIMESKIP

Duties had started, and Brahms was carrying the wagon again. "Isn't it time for me to level up?" she muttered.

"What was that?" Clearsight asked.

"Oh, nothing."

TIMESKIP

They had returned home, with the wagon full of kibble. They had found another wagon at the abandoned store, which was a water wagon. It was filled with water. "They only have to do it once," Brahms grumbled resentfully.

The water lasted about a day, before it either evaporated or it was all devoured. Brahms stretched, yawning. Her first shift was over. She padded over to the water wagon to get some water. She lapped it, and it tasted fresh on her dry tongue. "Good job."

Brahms whipped around to see Dandyclaw. "Thanks," she muttered.

Dandyclaw padded away. Brahms trotted to her den to rest. Clearsight was beside her, already asleep. Brahms wanted to make the best of this, so she went to sleep, too.