Heron Lake Plateau another five more short graybles

She didn't move even when Screech took to the water, zooming after a few ducks before hoisting himself onto her little islet. Her damp hackles bristled slightly, though she told herself to chill. Just because she hung out here all the time didn't mean other members of the pack weren't welcome. Sure, she still wasn't sold on Screech at all, but she knew she needed to make an effort to see whatever it was that Raven saw in him.

"I have a question for you," she said loudly, rather apropos of nothing, slowly turning her snout in his direction but otherwise remaining motionless.