Greatwater Lake drive it like you stole it

Carolina, content with the way things were progressing, dipped her head at the formalities but remained otherwise silent. His smile grew when Koontz touched her nose to his, and he inhaled the familiar scent of wolf, Falcons, and the underlying hint of family. He never bothered with hazarding out the precise titles of their relation to one another, because he didn't really care about all that. Koontz was cool in his book.

When she revealed what had happened between then and now, Rainier felt a wash of relief. He was internally glad that he could relate to her own story about striking out on the road. He was shocked to learn that she had founded a pack alongside a friend, and dragged her brother along with her. The distant image of the flat plateau imprinted itself on his brain, and he made a mental note to visit soon.

He laughed a little breathlessly, in awe of her accomplishments. Why hadn't he and Carolina been so ambitious? "Ah ha... wow, no kiddin'. Congrats all around." He said. "We left the Basin to find our own fortunes, like you and Ray. But we haven't settled anywhere yet. Still kinda scoping it out, y'know?" Rainier shifted his weight from his right to his left foot; an old, idle habit.