Greatwater Lake a string of pearls

Try as she might, Saēna couldn't suppress a quiet giggle when Siv looked up and finally relaxed. Saēna drew back her foot and held it aloft well away from the coywolf, hopefully calming any frayed nerves. "You probably shouldn't," she said with a warm smile that proved she was (mostly) just bugging Siv.

She rarely spent time examining others closely so her inspection of Siv was somewhat more thorough than her inspections typically were. This was due to Siv's narrow, tapered features. Having been raised with mostly purebloods, she couldn't recognize a hybrid when she saw one but she did notice that tapering was rather extreme on Siv. Saēna spent only a moment longer looking, though, for fear of making the other uncomfortable.

"Do you live around here?" asked Saēna mid-sit. "Are there a lot of... frequent flyers?" It was a lake, so she supposed there were a great many ducks, loons, and geese that flocked here in earlier autumn. No doubt they were already on their way south, accounting for the absence of raucous birdcall.