Whitefish River reignwolf

Tokio, you're welcome to throw @Ira in here if you want. Otherwise, it's open to anybody. :)

She hadn't visited her father since initially finding him near the tail end of March, nor had he come looking for her (which was mildly disappointing, not that she showed it). With April well under way, young Bones decided another trip to the plateau was in order. She rose early, with the sun, and set out from the creek only after issuing a short howl to assure her pack mates she would be back by the end of the day. The juvenile was aware of what had just happened with Jinx, the Beta female, splintering off with several pack mates in tow. Bones didn't want her loyalty to be in question.

She reached the banks of the snaking Whitefish River around noon and decided to take a lunch break. She caught some fish with relative ease, made quick work of them, then followed her meal with a quick swim. Bones then sprang out of the water and a wind kicked up rather spontaneously, ruffling her damp fur. She leaned into it, her nose filling with familiar scents. The rascally youth blinked her green eyes, realizing she was close to Jinx's new territory. The mountain rose up almost directly ahead of her, just across the river.

Bones glanced at the plateau off to her right, then blinked back at the mountain. She didn't really have any business with those wolves, so she decided against venturing that way. Instead, she bent over the water and took a long, satisfying drink, her tongue making an audible lapping noise over the sound of the river's rhythmic current. As soon as her thirst was slaked, she would head toward Blacktail Deer Plateau.