Frogspawn Swamp before it all becomes the same old song.

It seemed he was a wanderer by trade, if only to see what the world has to offer. She herself spent much of the last few months jumping from place to place. That was out of nessesity, she preferred to be in amongst a pack. To her, it was better to be around wolves she loved, instead of alone.

"I would hate to be alone." She assumed he had been like so in all of his adventures, or all of his meetings were more like this - brief. Perhaps she would get to know this stranger. No one should stay alone.

Water. This murky water was not a favorite of the whisp, but she relented. A grin spread across her face as she padded closer to the shoreline. Her paws dipped into the chilled water, tentative at first. She quickly swiped a paw forwards, splashing him before she partly slid into the water. A second splash quickly followed, soaking his face. "Oh well.." A grin. "A lady works quite easily, but she shouldn't have to Truvère." His name felt smooth on her tongue, like honey. She swam further out, basking in the coolness of the water.