Two Rivers Isle Chopping down with hatchets

Laika nodded without saying a word, padding up beside Saena as they gazed down the river. The fish were swimming about in the water, but they were still far to cautious to catch without trying for hours. Laika simply didn't have the energy at the moment, and she sat down with a huff. She dragged her eyes from the bubbling liquid to her leader's face as she began speaking. She spoke of where she was born, and the pale Gamma couldn't help but glance in the direction she refrenced to. 

In the far distance, she could barely see the tiny tips of the monsterous mountain range that lay there. From here, it looked so tiny, that she could have sworn that if she walked a little further she would be able to squish it with her paw. She stopped her squinting when Saena inquired about Laika's past and it made her pause. She hadn't really thought about it for a while. The only person who really knew all the details was Spring, but it wouldn't hurt if Saena new. Of course, she wasn't going to rattle everything off right this moment, for the alpha only asked for where she grew up. That is what she would tell her. "A place a very long ways away," She told her. "North East of here I think." She remembered that great lake she lived by that she, Raynar, Osprey, Zaavier, Lainey and Mirabell would go play in. "I grew up next to a very large lake that me, my siblings and my cousins would play in." A smile was brought to her face as she thought of it.