Dragoncrest Cliffs Sit still, look pretty

Haha! We had a discussion about it in the Drageda channel a few days ago, and I think we settled on Tire-ga-tao.

The wind whipped and battered the poor women as they hunkered down on opposite sides of the carcass. Her call was met with a pair of fuzzy red ears, that were followed by a pair of honey-brown eyes and a question. Tir blinked, and looked back, seeing nothing but blowing snow and debris. "Not sure--" She stopped again when Wildfire spoke, and swung her head back around to aim her attention towards the russet she-wolf (though it was difficult to see much with her eyes squinted against the stinging wing). 

"Tirgatao, and yes, I'll give it a shot." She hollered in reply while she turned, once more, to the cavern. Mustering all her strength to her vocal chords, she bellowed a howl of summons to the winds, until her breath ran out and it faded once more into the din of the storm. With just the two of them, as loathed as she was to admit it, there would be no partaking of this carcass. Not unless they did sprints to and fro to strip whatever meat their teeth could grab before having to race back to the safety of the cavern to warm their frostbitten skin.