Big Salmon Lake can you taste this gold?

The female's dull yellow eyes studied the face of her new packmate with interest, he seemed genuinely interested and unlike other wolves she had encountered he did not seem cocky, au contraire he seemed like a humble individual joking about himself in the presence of Cara, a much lower ranked member of Silvertip Mountain.

All of that seemed intriguing to Cara..she met again the male's eyes still deciding if she liked him or not. Slowly the hardness faded from her face and she felt herself allow to trust Majesty a tiny bit.

As he attempted to woo her -or rather entretain her- the pretty yearling could hold back a smile, "Alright, but you fail to catch one you must tell me a story" she declared, being a fanatic of tales.

"If you miraculously manage to catch one, I'll tell you one" she bargained. Aside from being a talented fisher and skilled tracker, Cara also had qualities of a hustler.