Big Salmon Lake take me to the water

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She needed some time alone - despite having spent so many days slinking around the pack territory on her own - and after giving a quick word to Fox, departed north. Her route sped through the rolling hills and fields, tracing a path which was vaguely familiar; when she came upon the massive lake, Dove chose to rest. There was a fair sky above her, a soft wind pressing at the girl's pristine shoulders, and stillness everywhere else. Everything was calm and quiet, which was a far cry different from the caldera these days (no pun intended). Dove took a deep breath, tasting the crisp air, and set to work examining the surrounding plants. Perhaps this trip could have some use, aside from instilling some freedom in her bones again.