Mount Apikuni That these hands of mine were clumsy, not clever

She nods, offering a smile. They are quite the sight. She muses, looking out over the horizon. The mountains were quiet; the independence of Montagne de Cigue strengthened by the difficult terrain. Not many were willing to travel through.

You have not trespassed. My pack lives within the vale, just west of here. She gestures towards the home which she previously gazed out at. We are small now, but once spring comes and I have given birth we will be able to pursue some diplomacy with other packs. Which she hoped would bring in more wolves.

The woman's question left her confused, so she only offered a polite laugh. What is your name? She asks before offering her own. I am Viskani, Matriarche of Montagne de Cigue.