Bitterroot Valley not too far, or you'll be drowned

Elowyn found her way to the river. It brought back memories long past. A happier time. She dropped her head to the water to drink, lapping it up slowly, savoring the moment. Once she was done, she took some time to walk along the river's edge.

The young wolf was on her own again. It hadn't been long since she left her family. That is, the found family that she had enjoyed for some time. Her birth family had been separated for over a year.

A low, sad howl escaped her lips. It was almost involuntary. The howl welled up in her chest and then came out in a wave of relief over Elowyn's body. She continued walking for a bit before she found a spot to lay down near the river.