Bitterroot Valley The kombucha mushroom people

Aela holds strong following her journey northeast.  Her path has eventually brought her to a sprawling valley,  and a sight to behold it is.  Her large white paws pad upon the soft soil of a bitterroot field,  the dense span of flowers offering a stunning fuchsia coloring that she is sure she has scarcely seen.  She finds a game trail which offers smoother purchase and choses this as her path.  Her lips are dry with thirst,  thus the warrior follows the scent of the river until the path fans out and the bitterroot thins,  yawning into the bank of the river.  

Aela lets the cooling water wash over her front paws and lowers her snout to drink.  As she quenches her thirst,  she thinks of @Vilkas,  another lost sibling.  His presence in her thoughts is not an uncommon thing.  The she-wolf's loyalty to her family is unwavering and she ponders their location and well-being often.