Mudminnow River Bullets of silver and salt

At first she had no direction for her travels, no destination. Then she remembered Kavik having said something to all of them about where their allies had moved to and she figured that no harm would come from her making a quick visit. It had taken her three days to get there only because she made frequent stops and dilly dallied constantly. 

Finally she arrived at the borders of a pack in the area that Kavik had described. She began to wander a few feet from the edges of the borders, keeping a respectful distance but also sniffing at the scents of their allies. She headed north in her inspection, finding that the pack held the scents of many, many wolves. They had a strong ally, that much was obvious. She paused as she heard pawsteps coming and looked up to see a young female, barely a year if even approaching. She gave a small chuff and stood still, waiting to see how she would be reacted to.