Big Salmon Lake twark

It took a few moments of skipping along the lakes surface but, eventually, Shiv reached the edge, coming to a slippery halt before the muddy-coloured wolf. He was an average-looking fellow, albeit with sharp yellow eyes and a weird spot of fur that stuck up from his head. Canting her head to the side, the bird gave a chirp of laughter at it, before bouncing forward a bit further, unafraid of the larger creature. His greeting was met with another tweet and an awkward bow, as she had done with Prima. "Hello, hello," she responded merrily. "Ice much slippery, yes."

As if in demonstration, her legs slid out from under her again and the magpie fell onto her side in a flurry of squawks and flapping wings.