Whitewater Gorge hit a few.

Liffey didn't notice the other wolf at first. It wasn't until she called out, actually, that she even looked up from her paws and the ground beneath them. She stopped in her surprise, blinking over at the stranger and tilting her head to one side. Her gaze slid across the other female's frame, noting the interesting pattern of her fur. A quick glance was all it took to tell her that there was nothing threatening in the other wolf's posture, and a quick blast of logic reminded her that she was on the other side of the gorge and couldn't physically harm her anyway, unless she could fly.

"We're looking for a way across," Liffey called back, seeing no reason to be dishonest or even untrusting. "You know of a safe place to cross?" she added.