Arrow Lake I could do about anything

going to assume this is before the pack meeting!

For a second, she had thought it was a sign of the High Elk. A doe in the mountains, which she thought only coated in the goats.. Though her fire-lit eyes were mistaken, but yet it was a familiar sight of another. She held fur like the eyes she held, Cynefrid, and dotted like the white-tailed doe's of the forests.

"Cynefrid," the elken woman approached with a smile, as the other lapped up a drink.