Hoshor Plains but I kinda like her style

@Sumac is with her/nearby!

The wide array of scents led her deep into the plains, where she investigated the remains of a harvested bison. Almost all of it had been taken; there was little more than a gut pile and festering blood amidst pieces of a giant skeleton. The blackbear exclaimed over this to her companion, and then was quick to assure him —

"This many packs gathered together? They're probably friendly. Mean wolves aren't as social as all this."

She was ready for a fight, of course. Ready to run if they had to. But she thought they would be received peacefully as long as they were respectful — and so she made a spectacle of herself bounding through the tall grasses, hoping someone would come away from the obvious camps to greet them.