Redhawk Caldera when i say two words, three times

there was an abundance of meat now to be had by the lake. teya was returning from one such meal; she worried a slice of bone in her mouth, nipping away at the sharp edges. 
her attention was caught by a howl and then her eyes by a visitor, a very beautiful she-wolf with an elegance around her that could not be bestowed by this terrain.
the raven dropped the object; she padded closer to the borders with a gentle wave of her tail. "hello. this brecheliant. i teya." the coolwater eyes were curious.