Big Salmon Lake hoax

her gaze doesn’t falter as she hears the approach, the steady, deliberate thrum of paws against earth. she rises to her full height, the light tracing the plush angles of her figure as she turns to face him.

the man's stare is blatant, unapologetic, and while her lips curve, there’s nothing soft about the motion.

"something on your mind, or just enjoying the view?" she purrs, locking onto him like a silent, coaxing pull.

she allows him a moment to drink in the sight of her, then steps closer to the water's edge.

"join me, stranger." she continues, "water's cold. but you'll need someone to scrub that back of yours."