Greatwater Lake just a little out of tune

"Awh, thanks, wish I could take credit for it. S'my great grandma's name, I guess." Mikasa shrugged, which was a bit difficult to do while paddling around in the water. She managed. "Haizel is real nice too." Although to be fair, Mikasa would have thought any name was nice in that moment. Her stomach was alive with butterflies and anxiety because social interactions were not exactly her forte and she was eager to do whatever it took to gain someone's approval.

Mikasa treaded water as he inquired of her home and she paused, considering. "I was born pretty far from here and since then, I'm from nowhere. Just kinda wandering around, exploring.. it's an alright lifestyle. What about you?" Unlike the other wolves she'd met, this fella had the scent of others woven into his fur. She was intrigued.