Silvertip Mountain When I Go Running

Chaska made his way around the mountain, taking the view and learning his way around. On his way, he saw a patch of grey from afar. As he got closer, he saw it was a female wolf, and must have been one of his fellow packmates. She looked tired, so kept his distance. He slowly backed away, and if it wasn't for the snap of the twig under his paw, he would have gotten away without disturbing the wolfess.