Otter Creek I'm Soakin' it in Kerosene

"Then why would you name yourself after feathers? Why not call yourselves 'Demon Spawn Boogeyman Fear Us'?" One, plus one, was not equalling two here. Maybe he wasn't the one who was crazy in this scenario, but whatever any of this was, she seemed to take her home very seriously. Too seriously? The jury was out. And no... She wasn't really convincing him to come and see what it was all about. He wasn't too keen on joining a group of bloodthirsty, vampire wolf, weirdos.

He took a step upstream and then stopped. Glancing towards her, he watched the crafty and devilish warrior wolf for a moment. She was convinced... or perhaps brainwashed. Interesting...

"Sure about what? The lake. Yeah. Where is it?"