Big Salmon Lake that never goes out

The woman made an 'ah' sound at her correction, nodding her head. Y'all got some mighty long names. she chuckled once the goldenrod mentioned her friend. Her pelt slowly dried, and she stood, now, only to drop back down to her forelegs, stretching out her back. She wasn't old by any means, that didn't mean stretching had no use.

Ya hungry, Waawaakeshi? Georgia knew she was. Standing up again, her tail flicked back and forth. Might be some fish down the river, should ya be in'erested. The salmon would be migrating by now, but perhaps they could find some that had been left behind. Sad, yes, but a girl's gotta eat.

Georgia quirked a prompting brow, awaiting a response.