Duck Lake ravens, not ducks

Silver Bone turned at the sound of his voice. He was a grey wolf with pale blue eyes. "Salutations to you too... Good day." She said, more sure of herself with the good day than the salutations. She hadn't heard salutations very often before. Her pack had used good day as their hello. "I am Silver Bone Ravenfeather." She introduced herself to him. "And yours?" She asked the male. She did not yet approach him, but she stood up. Her fur dripped with the lakewater.