Big Salmon Lake i was excitied for winter, but now i hate it

Although terrible with social cues, she could feel the air. The atmosphere. A sensation of tenseness and unease, but not the negative type. More so the type of nervousness a wolf experiences when meeting a stranger, which was quite fitting for the current predicament.

A sense of relief washed over the woman as she realized the conversation would be nothing but casual. No hard questions or expectations to be met. Frankly, she could be an absolute jerk if she wished to, but Lenina wasn't feeling like a fight today. Not in this weather.

"It is.. very nice to meet you, Andr. I suppose you can call me Lenina." There was a pause in her words, mind twirling as it thought of a proper response for the following inquiry. How was she doing? Well, there were just about
a million different things she could say.

"To be honest, not doing so great. The cold has turned me stiff, and the water has chilled me to my core."