Whitefish River capsize

A skeptical flicker of his ears betrayed his doubt, but Grayday decided to take the rest of her words at face value. She was nervous, obviously, but it probably really was just his presence. No lions or lost cubs to speak of.

"Have a good one, then," he said, straightening and giving a cheery wave of his tail. He turned at once back toward Silvertip, and walked off at an easy pace - not seeming to hurry, but doing so all the same.