Blacktail Deer Plateau i'll take my whiskey neat

Her mate's preparatrions had not gone unnoticed, and she found contributions of her own to send with her husband in the way of a fine pine martin pelt, sleek and soft. The creature's long body, now no more than a flat, stretched pelt, could act as a pouch, for carrying other things to Yellowstone. 

Her ears pricked at the mention of their son's name. As a mother who felt it was never too early for a young one to begin contributing to the pack, she was chuffed to hear that Arrax wanted to help out. "Take him," She said, pleasantly. "I think I will take Hilda and Tyraxes to the river for fishing...And then to the hot springs as a treat if we make some good catches." She said. "It is time for them all to grow up a bit more." She said with a slight shrug.