Morningside Cuesta dulasei

"whiskeyjacks?" heda had never heard the word before, and looked curiously at the older wolf. the more that she learned, the less intent upon fear she became in the other's presence. soon she had a name, and with both a title and a face, heda lost the last of her wariness and only became eager for the knowledge provided by the older wolf.
but it was the offer of tracking that interested her the most. the girl listened intently, sniffing the ground to memorize them. paisley said then that it was possible to tune these out. heda decided to watch the other, wondering if there was more to it than just saying the words aloud. 
"rivenwood smells like water," she said, earnestly if unhelpfully. "it's cuz we have a giant lagoon! aunt willam says sharks live in water. i think one lives in there," heda added, a bit of worry overtaking her features.