Porcupine Ridge skylines and turnstiles

Muskrat was already making an impact upon the ridge. Today, she brought another wolf, a sleek, golden woman with the look of eagles in her gaze. Fitting, given the name Muskrat shared.

She had trained in the canyon, now occupied. Or, at least, it had been weeks ago; he hadn't wanted to take any chances with neighbors so close. Another warrior, and he was glad for it. He gave Muskrat a grateful nod, acknowledging this great find.

You prefer 'Royal Eagle'? Hex asked a bit wryly. There was no way he would remember that assortment of syllables, graceful as it sounded. Or is another name better for you?