Whitefish River So start me up and watch me go.

fuck

Speedy turned to see the female with eyes the color of flames and chuckled lightly. Hell yeah, they are, she replied to her second statement, giving the stranger a friendly smile. She walked from the water to sit in front of the silver wolf, momentarily forgetting her previous determination with the prospect of making a new friend.

Do you like to fish? Speedy asked, tilting her head a little. Maybe the other wolf had some pointers, because clearly catching fish wasn't in Speedy's skill set. Not that she really cared. She had mostly taken on the task for lack of something better to do, but now that she had company, she couldn't care less about the elusive creatures.