Blacktail Deer Plateau he doesn't look a thing like jesus but go off i guess

Mallaidh didn’t see the other lake occupant (obviously) and blissfully drinks as much water as her belly will hold. She pauses only when a pretty girl comes up to the shore and barks in her direction. Water drips from her muzzle and neck as she stares blankly at first, opening her mouth to say something but she’s interrupted. Spinning her head around, she looks to the greyscale girl. Her lips pull back in a smile and her tail wags awkwardly with the tip soaked in the lake. 

“Hey!” she chirps, shifting around in the water. Neither are presenting aggressively and both seem young in age, like herself. But to answer the girl’s question, she shrugs and glances at the first. “I’m Mallaidh, but um... my friends and I are here... we’re not, like trespassing right? I just saw water and ran,” she explains, pointing to the mountain with her nose before taking a few more steps closer to shore. And friends is a loose term, since she hasn’t seen Saarthal lately and doesn’t notice her scent on one of her new companions.