Whitebark Stream been dreaming of this since a child

the borders were had been etched out, the caches dug. their numbers had swelled, where once had been four, then seven, was now fourteen. their claim was fresh, but strong, and it was time to make it official. it is dawn when she threads her way to the centermost territories; fitting. she hadn't slept, not when there was no much to do, to plan. to remember—one of her earliest memories had taken shape in the back of her mind. it had been a fight, she thinks, one her father had diffused. 

"I'll make you proud, Da. One day, I'll even have my own pack, like you."

her muzzle curves, and she pauses, peering back towards the mountains; beyond which she knows her father's bones lie buried. and she knows she has kept her promise, and it is with that overwhelming happiness, and hope, that she tilts back her muzzle and sings their claim into the winter air, the ululating sound ringing over their home. 

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