Arrow Lake I know you're scared

TAR-mi-gan, like the bird. :D

“It's a life of freedom,” Ptarmigan rejoined, seating herself at the water's edge and sniffing the air tentatively. Whatever pack Kodokuna was talking about must have been somewhere nearby. In her experience, pack wolves rarely went far from their territory. It was a philosophy that she would have followed to, if ever she could find what it was she was looking for in a pack.

“Is your Alpha easy-going?” she wondered, recalling her parents and other Alpha wolves she had met in the past. Most of them were uptight windbags, always talking about what was right for the pack and what was good for the whole. Ptarmigan had always fancied that if she was an Alpha, she would tell them all to figure shit out for themselves. She wasn't some guidance counselor after all.