Big Salmon Lake You talkin' to me

He was much more forthcoming than either young or old she-wolf, though Wildfire thought his name sounded rather fictional too. When he said the word recruit, the pup's amber eyes widened slightly. Of course, neither she nor Dove were going anywhere, yet Wildfire was definitely curious to hear what he did in order to lure wolves to this Silvertip Mountain of his.

Chewing the inside of her cheek a bit nervously, Wildfire's eyes shifted from side to side before she inquired, "What do you do to recruit 'em?" The last two words out of her mouth were partially obscured by a loud splash behind her. Wildfire glanced over her shoulder to watch Dove scoop water over herself. Wildfire liked the water, though she would never understand her aunt's compulsion for bathing.