Arrow Lake she's into superstitions

A demon came, darkness to her colorless fur. Two colored eyes had not followed his bath as she tried to remain still, to be the apparition that she appeared to be. Water droplets coalesced on her plush fur, little diamonds to catch the light in just the right way and sparkle. The anticipation was to much though as she let her vision shift from the little fox taking a careless drink of water the furthest way from the two obviously mutt influenced canines, fire and water now trained on the brindled fur of her companion. 

What she had not expected was for him to stare at her, not with disgust like she had seen with so many that would never appreciate the looks she got from her mother but awe. Her eyes roamed over his features, the patterns, tattletale signs that showed that he was like her. The tightly curled tail, the brindled coat, the fluffy and large structure of his bones. Akita, but what half had carried him? Was it his mother that was half dog, had she taught him to live and meld with these differences or was it it his father that knocked up a wolf and she despised her children for their muttly heritage?

He spoke then, her eyes finally meeting his own. Golden like a wolf, like her own amber eye. She blinked at his question, tilting her head in confusion. Who're you? Was that like asking for someone's name? A smile came her features, warm and angelic. Truth or deceit? She stood then, shaking her fur causing it to fluff out a bit more as she did so. She looked down at him like a queen on her throne as she replied in a rather honey filled tone, "Dove, and you stranger?" Curious and curiouser.