Bitterroot Valley tragische

Running for pleasure was something she was familiar with, as she often did that herself. But, she didn't know this wolf, and so she had to ask to make sure he wasn't dragging her into his problems. He then introduced himself, and the malguk studied him for a second before finally replying, I am Takiyok. She lifted her muzzle a little, nose wiggling as she drew in his scent. He smelled lone, which made her a little wary. Well, I'd advise you to stay clear of the glacier should your run lead you that way, Taki instructed. Her distrust of outsiders was shared by most of her packmates, and a loner hanging around would surely draw other's attention as well. 

Still, a run sounded kind of nice. The malguk looked at him curiously. Can I join you? she finally asked, surprising herself a little. It was not something she would usually do, but if she was being honest with herself, being on the outs with her brother had proven a little lonely--not that she would ever admit that to anyone. Plus, she was here, so why not?