Heron Lake Plateau Wow.

This young she-wolf was a personification of the word "friendly." Towhee watched as she came closer, all smiles and waving tails, and dropped the groundhog at her feet. She didn't bother looking down at it, instead keeping her orange eyes fixed on the girl's face as she anticipated a greeting. One came, right along with an introduction and an anecdote that made the Beta's impassive face finally change a little, as a single brow quirked.

"You wanted to meet me?" she surmised, wondering what Poe had heard about her to compel such a sentiment. "Yes, I'm Towhee," she thought to add, orange eyes speculative and, quite frankly, scrutinizing as they hovered on Poe's mouth.