Big Salmon Lake it's time we tried to find the sunrise

After a moment, a feminine voice found its way to his ears. He gave no indication he had noticed, already aware of her location. In his youth, Tahoe had been quite the talker. He’d strike up a conversation with anyone that piqued his interest. As the years crawled by, he found most folks to be almost all the same. He lost the desire to search for entertainment. After all, his packmates had always graced his days with their escapades. Their absence made his existence feel out of balance. He’d been alone for the whole year now, time wasn’t something in short supply. Perhaps he’d make the effort to make a few connections. The male finished his drink without haste, his tongue swiping over his chops. Finally, he lifted his head and peered her way.

I’ve never asked for the names, was never told. Now, what significance does a name hold to ya? He responded in a rumble.