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The alpha female turned in a small-semi circle upon hearing a noise at the lakes shore. Perhaps hers were the ripples Kapvik had seen; perhaps not. Still, in these depths she lingered, watching him and sensing his trepidation. A fish swam against her leg, and fled promptly. Tonravik did not so much as move, herself. She was used to these underwater creatures from the ocean. They, here, in the water were less used to her than she was of them.

For some time more Tonravik kept to the cold waters, wishing for them to be colder. But soon she emerged from them, approaching the wolf after his moment of introspection and wonder. Tonravik did not know the point of life, but neither did she ask about it. It made no difference to her so long as she simply thrived in the present. And thrive she did. Her tail lifted over her hinds as the large bear of a wolf moved to bump lightly into her subordinate, waving slowly.