Fox's Glade Start taking some control

A wide bowl of grassy expanse opened up underneath the ridge, studded with boulders and pines. The air was soft and musky, drying grass a heady scent on the wind. Stepping from the shadows of the trees the white wolf let her toes touch cool earth as her eyes swept over the land. In the distance, tall peaks rose with gray and white streaked caps, giving rise to forests that had turned dark with the coming winter. Her pelt was fluffed up, a puffball shape moving down to the bottom of the ridge as rain began to drizzle from cloudy skies. An equally gray river winded the curve of the glen with smooth rocks strewn about its' border. 

Her travels alone had a purpose- Ivev felt the strings of a silent world tug at her insides, and every time she closed her eyes light spirals danced behind her eyelids. And for the present, the female could see a mottled white figure amongst the banks of the stream. Her movements towards the stranger were unassuming and non-threatening, a mere establishment that she meant to harm. Standing on the opposite of the water, Ivev lifted her tail for a simple, once-over wave. 
   "Hello there, young one."