Big Salmon Lake it seems to me

Eljay smiled awkwardly at Wraen, not feeling like he was being hard on himself all that much, but he didn't say any more about it. Insatead he just said with a dreamy sigh, "Some day I hope I'll be really good at making puppies..." Then realising how he said it Eljay became flustered and tried to recover what he could. "I mean, helping make them — I mean, you know, helping uhm, putting them on the world — you know what I mean..." He felt his cheeks burning and it was evident he was feeling embarrassed, despite his quite positive company.

Quickly latching onto the subject of her cousins, Eljay quickly began, "Oh, uhm, yeah, there's loads. Which ones do you want to hear about? There's a bunch this year, uhm, and many in previous years too. There's Nightjar, and Wiffle — I mean, Wildfire. Wildfire's her real name — and Raven, they're a bit older than me. And then there's Peter, uhm..." He stopped for a moment while he thought of Peter and found himself confused what'd happened to the boy. He was gone but it didn't feel like he was the kind of wolf who'd just leave. Recollecting himself Eljay went on, "And Whip, and Gannet, and uh, Ferret, they're a bit younger than me." Eljay took a breath, getting ready to continue naming relatives if she wouldn't interupt.