Big Salmon Lake Almost like home

The wraith picked her way across the lake's edge, ripples spreading every time her limb slipped like a knife through the featureless surface. It was cold, but she enjoyed the way the limbs burned and were numb at the same time, testing just how little she could disturb the surface as she searched for something that might constitute a meal. She paused, and fangs hoovered a moment above the surface of the pool, a dark shadow had caught her attention. It slipped deeper beneath the surface, however, before she could make a move, and she rose, neck twisting as she gazed around the edges of the lake.

Gaze settled a moment on the male by the surface, staring into the late with something like sorrow. Brow twitched a moment and she decided to stay far away, never much for the sappy sort that liked to stare into lakes in all their melancholy. Moving, she continued on her way, making to pass the male a little further out from shore lest he attempt to make contact, and encountering a messy portion of half-frozen lake that had her slow as she navigated it.