Whitefish River the road goes ever on

Shreya blinked her marsh-blue eyes from the river back to this new hopeful. The old woman was, again, approving, and decided to give this young Laika a gentle push in the right direction. Not that she necessarily needed a mentor, of course, but all the wolves of this pack needed to keep their chins up and reach for greater things, and Shreya saw herself as someone who could remind them of this. That's good. Mind if I ask what you're doing to achieve a promotion? Maybe I can help.