Sunspire Mountains Monoliths up high

Yep.

Ollie let her fur flatten, now that she was sure that neither of the wolves would attack her. Her tiny head tilted. "'a many of ya 're there? Packs I mean." She asked the black wolf. The peppered one was from a different pack, Swiftcurrent Creek, which apparently are having problems with Sunspire at the moment. It reminded her a bit of the gang wars back home, but if they were treating each other like this, it didn't seem to be a big deal with them.

"Olor an' I 're from places a bit away from 'ere. 'e is from a pack called Cygnini, an' I am from a place where there ain't any packs at aw." She said to the black wolf, Jace. "Me real name is Olivia, but I would prefer ter be called Ollie. This bloke o'er 'ere is named Cygnus Olor, or Olor for short. 'e is mute." She gestured to the large white wolf.

"Na, I lived wif me brothers until they got killed for stickin' wif the wrong wolves. I ran, and I got ta Olor's pack. But soon enough they were wiped out too. So then we just left." She told them both, shrugging. "Daan't start feelin' sorry and sad for me either. I'm sick of that pity nonsense most wolves pull when I tell them that."