Sly Fox Sand Dunes [m]e and you and awkward silence

S'ari was amused to hear a wolf adopt her speech patterns, although it was also fairly flattering. Or perhaps he was mocking her? Well, if he was, he was doing a good job of pretending otherwise. She saw no wickedness in his face. He wanted water and shade. Hmm. She had never been, but she had heard of the many lakes to the south-west of the sand dunes, and this would bring him farther from the ravine.

S'ari will take you to water, then, she said, with a smile. Come along. She trotted off, turning to look over her shoulder to see if he followed. For conversation, she asked, Does this one have a name?