Big Salmon Lake don't go, jason waterfalls

Okay, now he'd noticed. The pale wolf said nothing, only looked at him in. . .well, not confusion. Apathetic inquiry?

Cat got your tongue? Killdeer asked, and regretted it instantly. What the fuck was that? he chided himself. Maybe the man was deaf like his Gramma, and hadn't heard him properly. Though he supposed in that case, the question would have fallen on deaf. . .ears. . .

Aw, shit.

He dipped his nose toward the water. Fish, he went on, enunciating the word clearly. You here to fish?

And then, maybe the man wasn't deaf, and he was treating a stranger like a complete imbecile, which would be just absolute fucking perfection.