Stavanger Bay with a crash

Salt gulped and allowed some of her muscles to release, though she remained alert should she have to dash. Okay, she whispered. She'd heard that name before, hadn't she? Not on this wolf, no, but surely Salt had known an Étoille at some point in her life. That's French?, she inquired, You speak French? Aside from Amharic, French was one of Salt's favorite languages. As a child, her mother would often sing to her in the sweet, melodic tones while her father was away. He always made a point of only using Amharic with them, so her lessons in French were far in between.

I'm Ch'ewi, but I suppose you can call me Salt. If you'd like.