Whitefish River Misty Morning

"Ah, I'm in luck then," Peregrine said, eyeing Koda more closely now. He appeared healthy and able-bodied. He might be just the Warden or Gamekeeper the plateau needed to pad its ranks. "Maybe if you're good enough, I'll offer you a rank in my pack," he added jestingly, though he gave the other wolf a serious glance. "It's one of the strongest in the area." And he wasn't just blowing hot air either.

Motioning for Koda to follow him, Peregrine pivoted on a black heel and trotted back in the direction of the plateau. He stopped near a small bend in the river, where the water was a bit calmer, and glanced up at his companion. "I'm a total noob, really. This seems like a good spot to try but I could be totally wrong. Show me your ways, Fisherman Koda."