Duck Lake i am under the surface —?

So, the strange scent was two wolves. This normally would put Millet on edge, but she was feeling at ease today. The fact that they were both females also made her feel much better.

The light female laid her ears back submissively and approached the two with her head down, getting a closer look at them, and took another seat at the water's edge. "Hello, I hope I'm not bothering you two," she greeted with a small tail flick. She almost felt confident enough to make small talk about the wonderful weather they were blessed with that day. Almost. Her amber eyes looked between the two with light eager anticipation.