Whitefish River let the only sound be the overflow

Ira seems confused, or at least, somewhat suspicious of her here. it is valid, she supposes, and it is only when she hears the pack's name that she associates them with the silver on the mountain. she nods her head - she does, it turns out, though is not the reason she came here. 

at her second question, the huntress rasps a "no." in truth, Ira is not far off the mark - this is the first pack that suits her, but she is not blind in her selection. "there is nothing left for me over the mountains."