Blacktail Deer Plateau rude awakening [m]

Ghostface awoke when she heard a sound in the camp. She poked her head out of the den to see their special guest, Fox walking out. Following the other she-wolf, she hoped to get to know the alpha better. "Hello," she said, a pleasant smile creeping across her face. "I am Ghostface, and it is a pleasure to meet you."

She walked beside the pleasantly rustic colored alpha, not making eye contact, but also searching the alpha's unique pelt. Fox was walking right towards the creek, and Ghostface had had a dream about the creek. It was weird.

She had been walking towards the creek, when she saw her deceased mother coming towards her. She raced forward to greet her, making it halfway across the stream, before she slipped and tumbled down-stream, not able to breath. She had woken up after that, heavily breathing and staring out into the world. "You are heading to the creek," she told the alpha, not sure if she knew or not.