“Hi there. I’m Umani,” she says, shaking out her hind leg from the mud that is plastered on it. “How are you?” She asks, noticing Salt’s grayish shine to her. “It’s alright. I startle easy as well, I’m just glad I didn’t completely fall into the river. The current seems strong today,” she chuckles, shaking her long, flaxen mane out.
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