Greatwater Lake but in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself

Amber's interest was captured, and she longed to say yes: but she was smarter than to agree blindly to something like this. A grin played over her face, her ocean blue eyes sparkling.
                 "How do you think I could help?"
He asked about a wolf named Desna, but she'd been gone long before Amber arrived and so the obsidian woman knew nothing of her. With a shake of her head, she told him so. 
                            "I haven't been there long, but she isn't there now. The name doesn't ring any bells."