Big Salmon Lake roses

He responded positively to her rapid-fire questions, something that made the corners of her muzzle lift upward into a smile. Stepping out of the cool water lapping at her paws, Althaia stepped further onto the beach, where she sat and settled her feathery tail over her paws. Her ears peaked at his odd accent, his words had a lilt to them she found rather interesting.

He had stopped speaking, but rather then answer immedietly, she reached down and delicatley plucked a stray piece of seaweed from her leg. She smiled up at the vibrant male. Sawyer. "I haven't seen anyone yet either- perhaps they've all died?" Though she doubted the whole wolf population had been eradicated bacause of some missing leaves (Understatment), it could very well be that many had been wiped out. Who knew how long the famine had been raging?