Otter Creek i’ve got flowers but there ain’t no grave.

She confessed to having some experience, but Yami was doubtful. Otter were not easy prey, nor were they exactly a tasy delicacy. But, they had good meat on their bones. That was all Yami really cared about.

"Yami," she answered with an annoyed sigh. She didn't understand why everyone always wanted to exchange names. She certainly didn't care who this woman was, so long as she didn't go crazy and try to murder her. "Just keep between it and the water. They get into the water and the hunt is lost," she said as she picked up her pace.