Wapun Meadow atlatl

While there were other packs in the area, Ameline almost felt comforted by their presence. In the winter, they hardly crossed paths thus far- leading her to believe that they might not have too much friction when it came to hunting area. Nevertheless, the girls would need to know where they stood in their new realm; and how to deal with strangers. 

Any thoughts of finding their parents had long since fled; the girls were theirs, and she felt as comfortable with giving them the family name as she would have for any who shared her blood. Neither objected at the notion, though she did smile when Athalia moved to cover the loner's scent by pushing her own paw into the snow. She noticed Amneris' wavering attention, and gave the top of the girl's head a lick, raising her brows if she could catch the girl's gaze, and give her a warm blink. She seemed less interested, but Ameline felt it was important that she felt included as well. 

"There'th altho-" How was she supposed to speak his name? She sat back on her haunches, drew one claw across her chest and did her best to imitate his guttural roar. She settled her paws back down onto the ground. "It'th how he thayth hith name." She shrugged, a light smile tugging at her lips. "The bearlike guy; I think he want-th to thtick around." In a way, he reminded her of Augur- silent, perhaps a bit difficult to read at first, but a good ally to have.