Mudminnow River Early Wolf Gets the Cat-fish

Nanook blinked, surprised at the accuracy of the guess - but felt a sting when the woman coupled her words with an unexpected noise: laughter. Nanook's ears tipped askew, and she flinched, before she guarded herself with narrowed eyes and a cold shy of her shoulder. "Yes."

Yet the woman seemed in a pleasant mood, and had even turned to fix her attention on the conversation they shared. Pema. She heard the name, but the word wouldn't stick. The laugher still baited her thoughts, and they bit down like fish to the lure. Nanook forgot the courtesy of offering her name in return, or any conversational pleasantries, for that matter. She drew her paw to mid air, and let her forepaw hover, undecided if she should approach any closer. "Why did you laugh?"