Otatso Wetlands You'll get your boots muddy!

Haven turned her head slowly, she was just drifting into sleep when she heard a chuff near to her. She looked around, though didn't see anything. That's when a female came through the fog behind her, pure white and her eyes glowing red. The female looked menacing, but her body language suggested otherwise. Haven stood, shaking out her fur then dipping her head respectfully to the other wolf. Something about her made Haven think, had she met this wolf before? Oh yeah! She matches the description that that Blackfeather wolf gave me! Maybe this is Scarlett! 

Hi, I'm Haven. Are you Scarlett? The grey female asked, curiosity flowing through her body. Suddenly another noise sounded from through the fog. She turned her head from Scarlett to see a young coyote pup, howling and wailing. It limped pitifully and Haven automatically wanted to help. She wasn't very cautious, she assumed it was safe. She walked forwards, sniffing at the pup. It seemed injured, but more lost than anything. She glanced back around at the white wolf and shrugged. Are you ok? She asked, her voice sort of harsh. She was feeling a bit skeptical at this point.