Greatwater Lake as if i myself had no voice

it was a curious thing, to have been alone and then suddenly not, by way of eagles and a strange, silent girl. merrick’s ears arched forward; the sunlight caught the new notch in one of them before he settled the mismatched pair to seeking out the goslings nearby.
he supposed it was nice not to be alone, though he had no faith she would not suddenly disappear. after all, if his entire family had abandoned him, it would be foolhardy to place his trust in someone he hardly knew.
her silence made her almost unreadable, and merrick had been forced to rely upon the language of body and expression, as he had with nunataq. an unpleasantness, as it reminded him too well of his disowned sister, but he put that aside for now, devoting his attention to their upcoming hunt.