Great Bear Wilderness Don't worry bout me and who I fire

The female bobbed her head in agreement. Even if every wolf in her pack had spoken against her, she still would have made grand and elaborate plans to shift Silvertip's range from the mountain to this basin, although she might not have actually gone through with those plans. She remembered keenly where she discovered Majesty and Erika's scents, and it was disturbingly close to her territory. Close enough that she could launch an assault on them without worrying too much about resources, but way too close for the female's comfort.

As was shown by Erika's fraternization with Majesty, it was much too easy for the brown scheming bastard to hook his claws into her members and drag them away, and too many of them were easily swayed by a kind word or two. It made her uncomfortable, and the mere thought of claiming this paradise instead was immensely soothing.

“I wish to explore most of it first,” Jinx said, ”but those trees are so tall, they must be older than maybe even Ravenswood Forest. This place has been around a long time, and untouched by wolves.” Not even a stale trace of paw pads seemed to filter through the fresh mountainous air. “I suspect we will see prey here, undisturbed, that we have seen nowhere else before.”

She bumped her shoulder amiably against his and led the way downward, intending to reach the lake today to explore its shore. Nearest the lake, the valley seemed swathed in rich grassland, but everywhere else she looked was conifers. To the southwest there appeared to be rockier slopes, perhaps housing mysterious cave networks like the one on Silvertip, but that was merely speculation.