Dawnlark Plains Moonrise Kingdom, only made for two

As Ruenna appeared from the forest, Liri rose to her feet. She composed herself, banishing any lingering homesickness from her features. She aimed a smile at the silver, mouth opening but her words were halted by the approach of another. Liri might not have seen her, if not for the flicker of movement in the distance. The woman looked a tad like Liri, muscular and stocky, but she was taller, with autumn eyes. 

Liri could smell a pack, a rank of authority, on the warrior as she approached. She dipped her head marginally, a sign of mutual respect. Her stance was neutral, much like Takiyok's, her tail hanging and her ears pricked alertly to catch the stranger's noise of greeting. 

"Hail," she greeted with a polite smile. "I'm Liri Tonrar, this is my friend, Ruenna Red Fern. We come from a pack over the mountains."