Arrow Lake you're my latest, my greatest inspiration

The lake was well protected, having formed a barrier of mud and slip around itself. Fish gathered together toward the center, occasionally daring to venture out to the shallows. Dulce watched as they grazed the surface with their dusky fins, tempting her with their grace. 

There seemed to be another pack everywhere that Dulce went. It was a shock, seeing so many wolves gathered only miles apart from one another. She wondered what it might be like to lead one of these packs and the diplomatic responsibilites that it undoubtedly came with. Scoffing, Dulce decided that she was pleased enough on her own.

The sun has hardly set before Dulce was beside the pack's border, curiously peering at the territory.