Arrow Lake as bellow

Three of her children were now missing; she was devastated, the feeling intensified by the fact that the mountains were so dangerous now. They had been chased from their home on the lake by the earth's destruction of the peaks that surrounded it, yet she still found herself coming back here. She worried Ego might return to their now empty home and she wanted to make sure he had a scent trail to follow back to the hollow. Stigmata and Tahani remained buried here, and she was struggling with the idea of leaving them behind. But she knew it was what was best for the pack. 

Still, she patrolled through the territory today, searching for signs that any of her wayward children had been here. The howl made her freeze, and irritation flared in her chest. She still felt possessive over their old home, and she wondered who this wolf might be calling for. It was possible he was calling for the leaders of Diaspora, their scents still present along the borders, so she quickly headed that way to investigate. She saw the petite male standing near their old borders, and she trotted over and stopped in front of him, looking down to study him with a shrewd gaze. Who are you calling for?