Whitefish River You'd be surprised at the lies

Grezig was patrolling, as usual. She’d found herself becoming less active than normal, which concerned her, and she hoped she was not becoming sick. Autumn was not the time for less activity. Winter was coming and the pack needed enough food to get through it. So, she shook herself out of her nap and forced herself to go on patrol today. She found herself at the river, and turned to stare up at the Plateau behind her. She wondered about Kavik and their somewhat awkward conversation a few days ago. She wondered when, if ever, they would speak to Liri about it. 

Grezig caught a washed-out scent of wolf, only strong because the wolf in question was still here. She turned to face forward again and followed the river towards the scent until she came across a grey-furred female, crouching in the grasses. Deer up ahead. The Beta crouched also, but chuffed quietly to let the other know she was there.