Swiftcurrent Creek we might just make it

To Bazi's delight, Falwasi seemed both awkward and unsure of herself - a lonely foreigner from the east as Bazi had once been, though she hailed from the far north of the continent. The alpha took a few careful steps forward, stretching her neck to sniff at the former Eagle Mountain wolf. She smelled Not Swiftcurrent, but that would soon change. Every wolf that lived by the Creek for longer than a couple of weeks absorbed the scent of fresh water somehow - and fish, regrettably.

"Long journey then. I came from the North.. it's hot here, so I'm pretty glad the summer's over." A chirp of bright, girlish laughter escaped the Alpha's smiling mouth. "Hey - do you know how to fish? Want to have a competition? Our recent hunt was unsuccessful, so.. I could do with some food."