Bitterroot Valley where the north wind meets the sea

Elowyn hadn't expected anyone else to be around, but another she-wolf approached the river without the young wolf even realizing, until she spoke.

"It is too cold," Elowyn said, her tail flicking. She watched as the other wolf put her nose to the water, and then drew back quickly. The younger wolf nodded in agreement at not swimming in the river. 

"It's good to meet you, Ravah," she said. "I am Elowyn. Are you a part of Great Sky?"