Silvertip Mountain I've been coming home all this time

It was futile to hide behind the carcass, as it was mostly eaten, and only the ribs stuck out. She eyed the wolf through the curved bones, her tail swishing the grass behind her. She knew her Uncle Steady wasn't here, but he was a big, tough wolf, and didn't think he would let another wolf near here that might hurt her.

He spoke, and her eyes widened a little. He introduced himself as Day, and she couldn't help but giggle. That's not a name! she exclaimed. She knew it described the time when the sun was out, and night described when it wasn't. He had flattened his body against the ground, which made him appear a little smaller. Adeline wasn't so caught up on rank and submissiveness, since she was young enough that it didn't apply to her. At least, she didn't think it applied to her. She lifted her head a bit to fully see over the ribs of the raccoon, but didn't move yet beyond that. Yeah, I'm Adeline, she responded in affirmation. He knew her name, so he must be alright. 

With all the energy of a pup, she bounded over the carcass and trotted over to him, plopping down on her hind end in front of him. Did you bring the food? she inquired.