Lake Rodney Stop, drop, and roll, children.

She would do it, she decided. It wasn't that far, and besides, she was a strong swimmer. She braced her hind legs against the rock, preparing to spring when a voice caught her off guard. She spun, fiery optics gleaming, as she located the source of the casual voice. Her gaze caught the grey form of a male, though from here she had no knowledge of his intentions, nor whether or not he was in a pack. But he seemed friendly enough, and as he begun to swim to her boulder, she smiled and peered down at him. 

"Could ask you the same thing." she said, not unkindly. Her gaze flicked momentarily to the isle, then back at him. "I'm going to swim to the island. I'd invite you to join me, that is, if you think you can keep up." she said, eyes gleaming with mirth as she lay down her challenge. She was quite a strong swimmer, she knew this to be a fact, and though by this male's strong strokes, it was highly probable that he could, in fact, keep up.