Horizon Ridge you're gonna hear me roar

"Right, exactly," Pied agreed, then turned her attention from the conversation to the task at hand. She was relatively familiar with the ridge line's various offerings and she knew of a few little springs or brooks, though nothing so large to allow a wolf to adequately bathe itself. She hadn't explored much on the northeastern side of the territory, having stuck to the areas facing the open sea and the river to the west. Deciding it would be the perfect place to try first, she led Dublin in that direction, following the natural contours of the crags.

"So, where are you from?" Pied asked. "And what brought you to the ridge?" Although she walked briskly and purposefully, she glanced sideways, truly interested in the answers to her questions about Dublin's origins.