Big Salmon Lake it seems to me

Wraen, who had never had to look for words at home, who had been the most outgoing and social soul within the ranks, now found it difficult to gather courage and approach any of the nearby packs. She still had not figured out, what to do with her life general and therefore was not sure, if joining and blending into a new group was something she really craved.

Now and then she thought about Terance and where her brother might be - had he crossed the very same lands Wraen was now or were he in an entirely different part of the world. Once, when the longing for his companionship was very strong, she thought she had caught a whiff of his scent in the air - faint, but unmistakeably his. Yet it was gone within seconds, when the winds changed, and his sister was left wondering, whether she had imagined this or there was a very tiny possibility that he was around here somewhere. 

The past few days had been quite exhausting and Wraen decided to stop and rest nearby a lake. She drank some water and then settled down in the warm sand.