Dawnlark Plains carry me home

The female listened intently, dog, that was the word that refused to surface. With the word in mind, she recalled her aunt introducing her to one before she was even old enough to be alone. What she couldn't remember was how they looked, what they called themselves, or even their gender, only that dogs lived beyond her birth pack's territory.
"That's an unusual name, and mine is Rana." Instead of saying 'yes' or 'no' to being a wolf, she simply nodded. The other two wolves mentioned didn't matter to her, since they weren't around. Her ears swiveled back for a moment before she turned her full attention back to Mac.