Big Salmon Lake i think god is moving it's tongue,

You are free to visit him.

Needle balked at the earth golem, for once stricken silent. Her hackles rippled uncertainly; a part of her wanting to trust him despite her natural inclination. It was something about the way he spoke— the gentle way he regarded her, his courtly mien.

She shook her head, as if to dispel an illusion. If he thought he could fool her, he had another thing coming!

And I’m just supposed to believe you? she scoffed. Follow you right into the jaws of your pack, so you can eat me, too? Nice try, pal. I’m not that dumb. Though her haughtiness and overall confrontational attitude would surely disagree.