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The winds made the grasses rustle and dance softly as a single wolf looked out over the expanse. She lifted her nose, taking in deep breaths of the cool spring air. She was lucky to have found this place, with it's abundance of food and homes. Many packs could thrive in this place, and she hoped that one day they would. Stretching, she turned her back to the north and began to walk back toward the dens. Suddenly, she stopped, lifted her head, and howled. Maybe someone would hear, and maybe someone would come. But for now, she had to care for the puppies, and had little time to scout herself for others. (From Open Lake) A flurry of waves broke when a lone howl resounded throughout the area. A wolf poked her head up through the surface of the water, facing northward. She swam back towards the bank. Shaking herself off, she howled back a response as she headed towards the source of the sound. The wind ruffled Silvertail's fur as she listened to the new howl. She stiffened at first, then forced herself to relax slightly. She had been hoping others would find this place, and now it was beginning to happen. Perhaps packs really would flourish here. She calmed herself, howled again, and settled down to wait. She kept her attention toward the way of the lake, where it had come from, watching for the newcomer. Raintail easily ran through the tall grasses, despite her head barely clearing the tops of the plants. Pausing, she heard a howl in reply to her earlier one. She had been running slightly off course. Raintail snorted at that, then resumed running, this time in the right direction. She spied another wolf and slowed her run as she approached. Upon seeing the new wolf, Silvertail stood and met her halfway. She took in a deep breath, memorizing the new scent. Tilting her head slightly, she asked quietly, "I am Silvertail. Where do you come from?" She was fairly sure that she'd scouted out the valley as thoroughly as she could have... perhaps this small wolf had escaped her detection before, but...it was unlikely. She hadn't been a Delta for all that time for nothing, after all. Raintail came to a stop in front of the Silvertail. She looked about. “I’m not really sure about that myself. I’ve been down at the lake more often than not. You’re the first wolf I’ve seen around here.” She paused as though realizing something. “Oh yeah. My name is Raintail. How long have you been here?” From the very northern edge of the Grasslands, a head lifted from the grass as several howls echoed across the fields. Standing and shaking the grass from her fur, she lifted her muzzle in greeting. The new howl startled Raintail, and she jumped slightly before turning her head to look around. Suddenly she stilled and cocked her head, hoping to hear it again. "Seems unusually active today, doesn't it?" Silvertail looked in the direction of the howl, tilted her head back and howled again, confirming her location. "I haven't seen anyone in weeks, but suddenly there are a couple of new faces to meet." She shook herself slightly in face of the chilling winds. "If you don't mind, Raintail," she said softly, "I'll wait for explanations until we're all together." Still standing stiffly, Raintail nodded slightly. She swiveled her head towards where she thought the sound was coming from. Glancing at Silvertail, she noticed she was still slightly off. ‘Drat,’ she thought. ‘I so need practice in picking out sounds’ "How far away do you think it's coming from?"