Whitefish River Give Me A Break!

Just going to say this takes place after the forming howl mista is going to write since he announces Ira's position in it

Ira had been on a patrol near the river's edge. It was different living next to the water, but it was also nice. A major resource right next to their home as well as something pretty to look at while she traveled the borders. Not that there were any packs nearby (to her knowledge), but it also acted as a natural border, preventing most wolves from crossing into their land from the West.

She had just been rubbing her side up against a tree when a voice called from behind her. She was still learning the names of her packmates, perhaps it was embarrassing, but she was introduced to the pack formally, while she had not had the pleasure of speaking one on one with many yet. Perhaps she should be doing patrols with pack members. Not too busy. Do you need something? She pulled away from the tree now looking to the white woman.