Great Bear Wilderness ten percent luck, twenty percent skill

She did not miss the lack of name presented by the olive eyed male but she could not fault him for that. This was a harsh world, one where a wolf could trust few and trust fully even fewer. Faline nodded to his greeting, stance still solid and strong in her build as she stood her ground. If the wolf tried something, she wanted to be ready to move and defend herself. She could see the wound on his shoulder and though she was not comfortable with strangers, she would not be able to care for herself if she didn't not at least help a wolf who was injured.

I know a few places but perhaps they might be a little far for your shoulder. I have a cache nearby, if you wish to partake of it and gain strength before you engage in a hunt.