Blacktail Deer Plateau she is standing right in front of me.

Sure thing! :)

Eilidh listened as Harlyn tried to explain what the gods were. Her heart swelled a little in her chest as she looked at the burned scar of earth before her. Was this a god, too, this destruction that had nearly torn their pack apart? Eilidh couldn't grasp that this was life and happiness, what the earth wanted for them - it was pure terror. And in that vein, she wasn't sure she believed in the "gods" or even thought they existed. Maybe, deep down in her heart, she thought Harlyn was perhaps a little off her rocker.

Whatever the case may be, Eilidh's ears perked when she heard her father's summoning howl. She stood, shook out her coat, and glanced at Harlyn. "Thanks for telling me 'bout the gods, Miss Harlyn. But I gotta go now. Maybe you could teach me more later?" It was an empty suggestion, but Eilidh had always been taught to be polite.