Heron Lake Plateau I think I'm done

Towhee never had much to do with Ben—hell, she usually forgot he was around, hanging out in the background—but when she came across him munching a squirrel, she stopped and studied him for a moment. He was perhaps one of the longest-standing members of the pack, yet she hardly knew him. She couldn't recall why she'd avoided him so long; perhaps because she associated him with that bitch, Ivy? In any case, his longevity alone was worth her respect. Perhaps the Beta should make an effort to close the gap.

Pacing forward, Towhee barked to announce her presence and strode until she stood over the repasting wolf. "Hey Ben," she greeted casually, "I was thinking of going for a swim in the lake and I've always heard it's best to use the buddy system. Want to come with? After you're done eating, of course."