Whitefish River that man is not your maker

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The stranger seemed a little surprised by her approach, not to mention her evident knowledge. "I didn't," she replied with a wink and a wave of her tail that sent an arc of water sluicing through the air. Oblivious, Turquoise added, "Just a lucky guess, I guess. I'm Turquoise, Sigma and Gunner. " And girlfriend of Rivet, she wanted to add, a thought which made her stomach feel hollow. The corners of her mouth fell.

Not wanting to let yet another stranger in on her personal affairs, Turq looked around at their surroundings conspicuously, as if she was looking for something (or someone), then let her eyes return to her new acquainance. "Call me Turq. So, you're a Surgeon, huh? What does a Surgeon do, exactly? And what're you doing out here?" she wondered, aware of and unapologetic for her own nosiness as her damp tail continued to swish to and fro.