Swiftcurrent Creek ghost under rocks

Arlette wanted to help with manning the borders. She was not one to fight or warden the lands against rogue wolves. But she could always hit the alarm and be the first to just take some of the hits? Now, she didn't intend to be a punch bag, but she was certain that extra eyes on the border would be always beneficial.

The pale female continued to trot when she suddenly saw a little blob, no a pup! Arlette perked up her hears and then looked around. She didn't see an adult. She woofed in greeting and then trotted towards the child. "Hello, are you lost?," she asked. Arlette, having a soft spot for pups, just assumed that the child was lost.