Lake Rodney qirniqtaq ⦿

It was a large lake. Lilitu would have likely struck out to see it herself, had Ibis not been keeping a 24/7 watch on her. She wasn't stupid; she knew Arielle was gone, even if her mother tried to play it cool. Everything was different without her sister. There weren't any other wolves her age around, so she was surrounded by adults—and apart from Wraen and Maia, they all seemed so boring.

The lake, however, was not boring. She dashed up to the shore, not hesitating to press her paws down and crack the surface, just like Teya had shown her. Look! We can fish, too! she informed her mother (as if Ibis didn't already know). 

She was staring into the cold, murky depths when an approaching wolf caught her eye. The woman was pale, ethereal, elegant, and Lilitu soon completely forgot about fish. She was tempted to meet the stranger halfway, though Ibis would probably freak out or something. Instead, she watched from afar, a smile of greeting on her face, hoping a new friendship could be made today.