Whitefish River hit the sunroof

Slavik did not hear the woman coming over the sounds of the river, and he see her at first either. He was too wrapped up in quenching his thirst to see her ivory pelt nearby. He did however look up when he heard a voice, his head shot up and his ears perked. The woman he saw didn’t appear to be hostile, just surprised. She easily hid her initial shock and greeted him in a friendly and respectful manner. He knew it was nothing he’d done, but she must’ve just been startled by him anyway and he felt bad, so and softened his stance to show no hostility.

The young brute smiled, and obliged her want for him to initiate conversation, Sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you but I know I’m kind of big and startling so I take full blame for that. He joked, I’m Slavik, nice to meet ya! he introduced himself and gave her a respectful nod. Something about her confident pose and air of nobility made him want to respect her, she just seemed important.