Swiftcurrent Creek ghost under rocks

The woman watched as the pup seemed to shrink back from her. Arlette had forgotten about her scars, but she realized with the pup looking at her. Still the pup didn't seem to move away from her. The young child seemed defiant. "No?," she asked, because she was certain the pup might be far away from home. There soon followed an explanation.

"Tia Plata? I am not familiar," she admitted. "I could ask our leader if he know her. Is Tia plata her name?," she asked. Arlette stepped closer. The pup smelled of a familiar pack. Arlette mostly kept to her own within Swiftcurrent and not much of the politics or connections outside the pack.

"I'm Arlette, who are you?," she asked.