Whitefish River Homegrown Honey

The man had seemed to notice her quicker than what she was expecting, which caused her to freeze for a second. After taking in a breath, she continued moving forward, uncertainty clear in the way she held herself. She started to grow a bit more confident as the other showed to be friendly, but she couldn't help but wonder if it might be an act. No, that couldn't be it. Others didn't do things like that, or did they? She'd never come across a liar before, and hoped that today wouldn't be the day she did. As they grey wolf grey closer, all her anxieties disappeared. She'd caught sight of his eyes, which were as blue as the sea on a sunny day, and instantly allowed a smile to show on her face. Muirgen believed he, too, might be from the sea. His looks were certainly handsome enough to match that of a male selkie, but she didn't see his seal skin anywhere. Maybe he'd hidden it, or perhaps someone had stolen it. She wished to know, but needed to answer his question first. It was the polite thing to do.

"Good morning," she repeated back, her tail swaying gently behind her. She had never met a selkie outside of her rookery before, and was very excited to now have the chance to. Her head shook in response to his question, but the smile never fell or even faltered. "I am sorry, but I do not," she answered. "I only just arrived recently." She couldn't contain her excitement any longer, and finally let the questions leave her mouth. "Are you a selkie too? Oh, I am so happy to have found another like me! What sea are you from? What is the name of your rookery?" Muirgen was one excited little girl, but it was all due to an incorrect assumption. Little did she know that she would be disappointed by the answers given to her questions.