Hoshor Plains but I kinda like her style

each scent was one with which she had become acquainted here upon the plains of bison.

she did not know these.

kukutux moved away from the camps of moonsong and moonglow in the vague direction of where the hearthwood wolves were gathered for now.

one wolf leapt in the grasses. the other slunk beside.

she was amused if careful, and called out to them from where she too stood arranged among the golden stems. perhaps they had come to join the collected packs on their hunt.