Alpine Lake timbaland, khaled, scott storch, birdman

The tension between Tegan and Towhee was more or less completely ignored by Niamh. She figured the best way to avoid feeding it was to simply pretend it didn't exist, and for now, that tactic seemed to be working. She'd at least distracted them from the topic of Gannet by changing it- and it'd been her duty to do that, seeing as she'd brought up his name and had started this whole grump-fest. But talking about scenery seemed to erase the tension a bit. 

She nodded in agreement with Towhee. Niamh, once a wanderer with no plans to stop moving, had become fairly pack-bound, and had lost most of her interest in leaving the pack and exploring. She was content to guard- the exercise kept her in good shape and kept her from needing to wander. "We could give it a name while we're here," She said, a coy grin spreading across her features. Of course, it wasn't like the name would stick for all wolves that came to the place- as wolves couldn't exactly put up a flag, or make a location sign- but at least for the three of them, they could call it something ridiculous.