Bearclaw Valley Can't stop me

The pack's valley was indeed beautiful, the rush of water filed like an army marching past her and the sound was similar, dissonant and soothing in the same moment. She'd been exploring around the valley, getting used to layout and memorising where key points resided. She'd discovered the local bear, and though she'd found the rocky entrance to the valley, it had taken many tries to ascend and descend its treacherous path safely.

Sonder was exploring through the underbrush, following the scents and trails of long gone creatures through the mottling leaves, each scent unique- some she recognised from the pack and other's yet unrecognisable. But her attention was diverted as she smelled something the wind, a tangible young-pup smell with a hint of curiousity. Scarlett had mentioned she had pups, right? This must be one of them. And there he was, scrambling through the grass on paws just too big and though she really had to told it in, even her heart melted at the sight.

The little pup resembled his mother, with ivory white fur and curious eyes as he looked around his surroundings. It was strange, having yet another albino wolf when Sonder herself had yet to meet more than two. But she shook the thoughts from her mind and trotted over, standing a few paces away. "Hey little adventurer, I'm Sonder. Whatcha doing out here?"

Would Xan be interested in a story or something while they explore? Sonder's going for Chronicler, so might be able to do two-in-one here.