Duck Lake you could be my remedy

Eilidh had just settled into a comfortable position when the ducks erupted from the serene water, honking and flapping their wings. Soon a wolf found her hideout, and though Eilidh didn't mind company, she mourned for the nap she lost. Hi, she replied, lifting her pale head to stare through the dim underbrush toward the other. Everything's fine. Just enjoying a bit of rest from the sun. It was hot out in the sun, and as the mid-day heat continued to blaze down, Eilidh felt sluggish. But she could nap anytime. Perhaps this girl could help her find her brother.

I'm Eilidh, she introduced herself, standing up and stretching, making just enough room in the dim space for the other, if she chose. Then she waited, hoping that perhaps she'd ask what she was doing here, or else where she called home. It felt odd to just offer that information without cause, though she desperately hoped to reunite with her family. If her search was unfruitful, she knew where to find Mona.