As bright as the floodlight

If Kesuk thought that she had appeared as a wierdo to Osprey, then it was not true. She didn't think that there was something too extraordinary about the she-wolf that was standing before her. She was just like the most people here, herself included. "Idaho - no, I haven't. Sounds exotic," she remarked after hearing that there were no trees at all. One of her packmates at the Flightless Falcons had told her about a desert - a hot place, where only the toughest could thrive, where the sun heated the earth so much that it was on the verge of burning.

"Ummm... it's hard to tell. North from here and then a long and complicated way to a land covered in forests, vast plains and the oceanside nearby. A lot like here," she explained. "What is there - in this Idaho - if there aren't any trees?"