Blacktail Deer Plateau Once upon a time I loved it here

Shar-Kali had every intention of seeking out the pack's healer, and she did not have to wait long. Blue Willow was easily recognizable. Though Lasher had not described his wife in any detail, the subtle broadness of her hips and the deeply ingrained scent of herbs gave her away. Shar-Kali emerged soundlessly from the forest, approaching the woman diagonally from behind - she caught the tail-end of a burdened sigh before it vanished on a passing breeze.

"Trouble in paradise?" the older wolf asked kindly, pausing a few meters away from the distracted female. She looked unhappy. Not woefully so, but certainly unfocused. "You must be Blue Willow." A most unusual name - Shar-Kali wondered if she preferred just 'Blue' or 'Willow' instead.