Whitefish River if i had a boat

Eee! <3

Siv was a curious creature. She spent her days eagerly waiting for new knowledge and findings – things that she was not aware of before. The wolves of the Teekon Wilds, she had found, were incredibly resourceful beasts. She had never witnessed some of the things that had taken place in her time there. The coywolf was certain that she would learn much more as she went along. New wolves seemed to wander in and out of their lands each day, and she had noticed that there were fresh scents on the caldera. It would be no surprise to her if some of the wayward souls sought shelter for the coming months so that they could press on in the spring. Of course, Siv was not entirely sure how well Fox or Peregrine would appreciate that. She assumed that they preferred life-long pack members. Wolves who were willing to commit.

“Nova,” Siv exclaimed after a few moments of pondering on Juno’s mother’s name. “That’s like a star that’s super bright!” She could recall this, only briefly having heard stories of stars from her own mother when she had been no more than an ankle-biter. It did force her to think that the tales she had been raised on, and the things that Finna had taught her, very well could have led the coywolf girl to be something of a good naturalist for her pack. She did not think that the lives of stars would be all too important for the wolves of the caldera, but she did think that it could transpire into something more.

Deciding that it would be wiser to change the subject so that Juno was not forced to sit and listen to Siv prattle on for hours, she flicked her ears forward and blinked once or twice. “Do you belong to a nearby pack?” the girl asked politely. She had lived the life of a lone wolf herself, and so she would not condemn this woman for doing the same. However, she would be quick to list the benefits of her own home to Juno in hopes that it might lure her there. The caldera was a wonderful place to live.