Swiftcurrent Creek blank open eyes watch the moonflower bloom

So it seemed the cowboy had rubbed his scent all over her and sent her off into the lion’s den. Arric’s laugh jarred his attention from the scorned woman. She was livid—understandably—and her intentions seemed innocent enough. A bystander in Colt’s games, it seemed.

Didn’t look like the cowboy had done much personal growth in the months since they last saw him.

“Alright then. What is it you can offer the creek? We’re one of three packs in the valley here, and currently we have a strong alliance with them. We act more as the guardians of Rising Sun. Mostly because of our proximity to the mountain and the taiga.”


His tone and posture eased--though she remained under careful study, in case any of this was a ruse.