Duck Lake Ravenspur

Looking up sharply from her daydream, Lie was startled to catch sight of the alabaster man. His shake alerting her to his presence just as his words reached her ears. Slowly his scent permeated the air, the water having masked the woman’s sense. “Hello.” Lie matched his tone, curious as to what the stranger might be doing in the frigid water. Spring had only just arrived, and the temperature had yet to rise in the depths of the lake.

“Not dissuaded by the cold I see.” There wasn’t much she could think of in terms of conversation, having not prepared to greet a stranger so close to the territory. Not know the creature the lurked before her, Lie was confident in his presence, as she was with most wolves that came across her path.