Northstar Vale moss, mourne

Ray pranced after Meerkat, feeling rather grown-up to be out on an adventure with mom in foreign land. He snuck a backward glance at his siblings, curious if they were already regretting their decision or not, then faced forward and began to sniff the air.

There were all kinds of new and interesting scents here, and chief among them were wolves. They smelled a lot different from the wolves of home. Meerkat identified this collection of scents as a nearby pack and began leading the way up to a shelf of rock overlooking a verdant valley below.

As if on cue, a denizen of the vale strode into the open and Stingray cocked his ears when her voice bounced off the mountain to his ears. Hello! said Tamar, and the mountains around them whispered, hello, hello, hello! in response.

Ray tittered. He didn't know the mountains could talk! He sidled up beside his mom, practically vibrating with excitement. HALLOOOO! he hollered back, only to fall into a fit of giggles when the mountains mimicked him.