Arrow Lake white snake

Anselm could not help the way his eyes cut to her sharply as she spoke. Had she never seen a lodge before?

He hunkered down between the rough blades of grass, motioning for her to crawl alongside him. They are fast swimmers. They will see us and swim avay. But that -- He pointed to the hodgepodge of sticks and vegetation; that is vhere our dinner is. You dive undervater and can trap them in the cavern vithin.

Several more steps and he was close to the bank. Somewhere nearby he heard the soft chirrup of a beaver.

He turned back. Ready?