Flycatcher Downs just like we were kids again

Wind Flower hadn't spoken a thing, but Fallen Sun had discovered that he didn't, necessarily, need the Important Noises to communicate with her. It made her insanely happy when he tried and even more so when she seemed to recognize the words in his head whispered to her, but it wasn't a requirement. Which was good, because the Noises still hurt his throat when he tried for too long and they were insanely tricky to get anywhere near right.

Their language was mostly through gestures and woofs, followed by happiness. She wanted him at her side right then, which he did without hesitation. The man liked it there. His head tilted once more, a tiny tail wag. Where are we going? 

And he looked ahead, seeing... water, barking once, in confusion it its direction. On normal occurrences, it may not be so terribly out of place, but this water looked... like it had been put there, and not like it lived there.

It was terribly weird.