Big Salmon Lake teach itself to start beating again.

Liffey heard movement nearby and turned to face it. For a moment, she didn't spot the black wolf upon the landscape. Eventually, her eyes zeroed in on the moving shadow and she bristled warily. Her altercation with the wolverine had been a terrifying and embarassing moment for her. She would never again take her surroundings for granted and be caught unaware.

Her alarm settled in a matter of seconds as she recognized the stranger before her. It was one of the wolves who had come to her rescue that day... Good ol' whatserface (I have no idea if Liffey will be learning their names or not yet). She dropped her defensive posture to one more neutral as she gave a short call to the other girl, hoping to be able to speak with her. She never had thanked her for what she and the others had done that day. At least, I don't think she did.