Swiftcurrent Creek Have you tried today's special?

Her little stub of a tail waved wildly from side to side as Arlette lowered her head and provided her with more food. Again, it was fish, and again it was well-received, scarfed down in a matter of seconds with sloppy chomping sounds. Again, she sniffed around to ensure she'd eaten every last bit of it up, before she looked up to Arlette, staring up her bloodstained muzzle toward the woman who had taken her under her wing. She blinked, and waved her stubby tail twice, uttering a satisfied whuff  before she sat, and began to clean the specks of blood from her fur, though it ended up simply smearing longer lines of red down her front. 

She looked at it for a moment, and decided that she liked it that way.