Otter Creek Don't know why you rescued me

Restlessness whispered in her ear and Saena heeded its sultry call. The sun was high in the sky, the whole of the Wilds was clear and (relatively) warm, and she was in high spirits. She ranked above her large and imposing brother, as well as the newcomers... and now, unlike weeks previous, they couldn't use her age to dispute her place in the pack. Her contribution was noted, and she wore it proudly.

Blue Willow's pups would soon be old enough to open their eyes, if talk around the pack was anything to go on. She wanted to bring them something cool from outside the pack for when that happened—this desire soon drove her to Otter Creek in search of its namesake animal. If she could bring an otter's pelt or even a piece of it... well, she thought that might suffice.