Whitefish River You pick the place and I'll choose the time

for @Tux, whenever!

The peak was foremost in her mind constantly now, considering ways that her pack would thrive where she'd seen others fail.  As their ranks grew her step grew firmer and her head higher, if that was even possible.  This was what she was meant to be and she was thriving.

Kiwi glanced up at the plateau as she circled it, but her aim was the river.  She'd been scouting and noted the pack scent on the breeze, but marked it while moving no closer.  She didn't recognize it as familiar but it was good to know they were there.  

When she reached the bank, she paused to study the water.  As soon as she spotted movement she would lunge for it - she'd not fished in a long time, but surely she hadnt forgotten.