Swiftcurrent Creek let minnow how that goes

Having confirmed that yes, wandering far and wide on behalf of the Plateau was a legitimate job, Behati wasted no time in trying for the trade. Trying - pah! She was practically married to the road; there was no wolf more qualified.

Like Luke, it was an itch she had to scratch - figuratively speaking. She nosed her way across the valley and onto the banks of the Swiftcurrent, unaware that much of her aunt's life had played out here. There, partially hidden by the tree that could not satisfy him, was Luke.

Behati crept forward, cautious but twice as curious. Was the guy's face..  blue? "Hey, guy! Your face!" she barked at him, tail wagging behind her. "Where did you find blueberries? Will you share?"