Mudminnow River Warmer than a runaway spirit

She watched as his large head turned towards her. He was big. Warily, she flicked her ears, but she stayed. Large stranger or not, that water looked too inviting to pass up. An unexpected recognition passed through her, which was, to say the least, was confusing. She had never seen this wolf before. It was a vague feeling, as if she were trying to see her memories in a river as cloudy as this one. Shaking her head slightly at his voice, she nodded back then tilted her head. "Hello. I hope I did not disturb you." Her voice was a bit rough, her throat scratchy. Coughing to clear her voice, she gave him a small smile. "I heard the water and followed the noise. I need a drink. Excuse me for just a moment." 

She glanced at him once more as she lowered her head. The cold liquid was soothing as it went down. Lapping the refreshing water up, she almost closed her eyes. Her stomach thanked her with a feeling of fullness, and she lifted her head, the water still dripping. The roughness of her voice was gone as she spoke, curiosity filling it. It was spoken as a statement, but the curiousity made it almost sound like a question. "It has only been a week since I saw my last wolf. They seem to be numerous in this territory."