Heron Lake Plateau Which light switch is which?

Another day, another dark wolf. This one, unlike the others, had markings. A white chest and a couple of red strips that bordered the white. It was nobody he recognized, but he fully intended to make use of every wolf he came across. He was going to have to rely on them if he wanted to find his aokkatti. As much as he considered himself a tracker and a scout, finding a wolf out in the wild was like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

Approaching the stranger head-on, Kaertok announced his presence with a woof and a generally friendly stance. There was no reason for him to think that this encounter would be unpleasant, so he went into it as such, knowing all too well that things could go sour at the drop of a hat.

He briefly wondered what she was looking at, but since he’d missed the digging and small word that she’d said, he didn’t have a clue and considered it irrelevant.