Wapun Meadow there's an oily brine bilge water baptism waiting below

"I have hunted grouse before - sounds like a good plan," wherever hunting was involved, Wraen was all in game. Ever since she had begun to work meticulously to learn and practice the trade, she had grown to love it and enjoy the possibilities it brought along. 

She waited for Indra to lead the way, because it would take herself a lot more time to find the birds in question. Once the direction was settled and they had begun walking, Wraen returned to her companion's earlier question: "Your surname - it's just that I am in part a Redleaf too. Hadn't met any other wolf up until now, who shared the family name. Any chance that Osprey or Peregrine, or Atticus and Crete ring a bell to you?"