Blackwater Islands rest your weary bones

Feeling at home among the Nereides offered no challenge for Salish. She felt a strong sense of belonging with her fellow sisters and the consorts, and she was happy.  There had not been even the slightest adjustment period, for she was already so comfortable with where  life presently found her. The Islands were a paradise all their own, providing peace, as well as plentiful prey and fresh water.

It was water that she sought, having eaten her fill of fish moments before. Her paws took her along the narrow path to a small calm pool, but to her suprise, the pool was occupied. Standing in the pristine water was one of her sisters, the injured female, whom Salish had yet to officially meet. Her heart filled with pity as she approached the water's edge, ears lowered and eyes warm with empathy. 

Hello, Sister, spoke Salish. Does the water help? Smiling, she seated herself delicately before the pool, the very tips of her digits touching the water. What is your name?