Whitefish River cor in absentia

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It had been many seasons since he had looked in on this valley. Not since the move to Dawnlark Plains, which had never sat well with him. Everything had gone wrong there, whereas their time on the Plateau -- even as eventful as it had been -- lived on in Dauntless's memories as time of peace and prosperity. They'd been a family there, and on the plains... something else entirely.

He returned now, not quite willing to come too close. His father's bones had been taken to the mountain there beside it -- the one that he'd called Adeline Laughs. More and more as he grew older, Dauntless wondered who Adeline might have been.

Before he reached even the outer edges of the plateau, he came across the scent of a pack, someone familiar therein. His nose twitched, and he drew back with an excited sneeze, tail already wheeling in anticipation. After taking a moment to collect himself, he gave a shot, inquisitive call to alert the pack of his presence.