Bitterroot Valley Dream big baby

A she wolf walked up to her in autumns and creams. Dark eyes. Kind face. Dreama wondered if the world would treat her kind. She hoped soo. Someone with such a nice face, deserved kindness. 

A tilt of her head. Perhaps Angel had talked about her, but she hadn't mentioned this one. Unless this was the one that Angel shared a den with. Elowyn?

She pressed her ears forward. Yellow eyes glinting with just a hint of mischeif. Nice to meetcha. Elowyn? I take it?