Bitterroot Valley she had been forced into prudence in her youth,

hope it's okay if i join :D

the valley behind the bypass was filled with a profusion of flora and fauna. mahler had seen most of it before, but had remained in awe of spring, billowing toward summer. 
this was where he had suggested wintersbane might lead them for a hunt, but as the months wore on, he suspected his former brother might have become more concerned with matters at heart.
a blink as an unfamiliar howl rose, and mahler loped to meet it, charcoal ears cupping curiously toward the tiny variegated wolf-creature who had made the sound. deer, in the distance.
"might i join you, frau?" mahler called softly, a sway of his plume to accompany it.