Big Salmon Lake Mumbling To My Heart

Ahh. There it was. She volunteered to help teach him the language of her lands. He glanced at the sky, contemplating it for a moment before he decided it couldn't hurt. He could remain completely ignorant or get a clue. If he had the opportunity. He was going to get that clue. "I suppose it couldn't hurt. Start with the basics?"

He rolled over where he sat, turning onto his stomach. Mud clung to his fur and he flicked an ear, shaking a little bit off as he looked to her. Eh. Not quite clean yet. He rolled again, moving towards her in the shallows until he was a little bit closer, but not near enough to touch. Grinning he glanced towards her with a large glob of lake bottom on his nose. "Am I clean yet?"

Kero shook his head and rid the mud from his muzzle. He ran it through the water, cleaning the rest of it off and huffed to clear the droplets from his nose. His ears lifted, then fell as she spoke of seeking flat lands. It didn't make sense. "What? How do you? There's not really a... " He frowned, thinking on it, trying to piece the words together. "There are few natural dens in an area like that. Not to mention wide open borders... How does that even work?"