Sunspire Mountains can't bribe the door on your way to the sky

Maera was just as clueless as Liffey seemed.
Though she had been born within the confines of the Teekon Wilds, she was pretty much a stranger. She had nothing but a vague memory of her actual birthplace, Swifcurrent Creek, where there were more flowers and friendly faces (Bazi) than at the Glacier. To be honest, the only place Maera knew in the entire Wilds was that, the Glacier. Though there was no telling how it was now. She preferred not to think about it.  

"hmm didn't know of the Caldera" she commented, her ears pricked in mild curiosity as the name itself was intriguing. But effectively, before she could ask about it and its meaning she found herself thinking back about the Glacier. "its like a huge mountain made of snow and ice, really cold" she tried to explain, her hazel eyes moving upwards as if somehow she'd find the answer in the clouds (something i tend to do lol).

"are you still a Caldera wolf?" she asked then, her nose certainly picking up the scent of other entwined in her own fur, which was a tell tale that she wasn't a loner like her, but that had a pack to back her up. Still, being unfamiliar with every and all packs of the area, except from Moonspire, Maera couldn't tell the difference between one and the other by scent alone.