Big Salmon Lake body of water

His confession comes at a surprise, and Kipling who grew puzzled at his laughter replaced the expression with one of intrigue. Trouble in paradise? She pressed the question, eager to find out more about the situation in Swiftcurrent. Being that her pack and his were practically neighbors, it was valuable gossip that could more than personal amusement. Either way the sarcasm had dropped from her tone, and Kipling waded a bit closer in the water her ears prick towards the silver figure on the shore.

The other question he offers in return leaves her to give a slight shrug of her shoulder, obviously having not much to say about it, though she offers, I was visiting someone. As an explanation, the lie falling from her muzzle without a second thought. I'm not quite the type when it comes to scouting land. The implication touching on her prior point, and it's obvious then with a fierce curiosity, she's hungry for details.