Bearclaw Valley so apropos,

Rala’s curiosity was refreshing, though her question was one Ameline had never been asked before. She thought for a moment, recalling the establishment of the pack that had come following exile.

It wath harder than we thought it’d be, I think. It’th one thing to find a plathe an’ dethide to thtay there, but another to find wolveth who’ll thettle down an’ make a pack. She admitted. We had a few come and go, and we let ‘em. We had our girlth, an’ we got by with the help of our eldetht daughter, but it took month after month of waitin’, recruiting an’ defending the plathe for it to become the home it ith today. 

There was no short-form answer to Rala’s question, so she answered it as well as she could. It was flattering, being asked almost an interview-style question for once- it was usually she who asked the questions of newcomers.

Arnak Nanuq, She repeated softly. I like that. Where do thothe wordth come from?