Big Salmon Lake Almost like home

Soon the catch was a small pile of bones at her feet, kicked effortlessly back into the lake as her tongue made quick work of the tiny shreds of her catch lingering at the sides of her muzzle. She moved a little deeper into the water to sate her thirst, glancing back towards the male as he answered. For a moment she was silent as she lifted her muzzle from the water, tongue seeking to catch a stray droplet before she answered, "delightful." The words were empty of emotion, and the woman glanced once more towards the male, surveying him once. He had the bulk, but not the formidable menace that Vengeance had carried, nor did he appear very interesting in the slightest. Still, something had her pause as she regarded him, making no move to broach the considerable distance between them. Another flash had her pause and glance toward the water again, though this quick snap of fangs turned up nothing, and she pulled her muzzle from the water, empty.