Otter Creek south

Fox was not quite sure why she headed south. She knew that Swiftcurrent was in good hands with her comrades, and she had a feeling that the coming months would bring them prosperity. Despite the split (or perhaps because of it), Fox felt confident that things would be fine. The wolves of the vale had all but vanished from her thoughts, and Silvertip Mountain was too far away to matter in any immediate sense. In fact, Fox thought that the creek and the mount would rarely interact at all, being so far away from one another. Little did she know, Jinx had it out for Bazi, who had been scouting around that area.

Having skirted the southern mountain that fit snugly against Blackfoot Forest, Fox rounded it and began heading north, back toward the creek. A familiar scent caught her attention, though, and the yearling began to track it down, unsurprised to find Bazi this far away from home. She was the pack's outrider, after all. “Finding anything interesting out this way?” she asked once she was within earshot. She followed this up with a friendly nudge to her Gamma's shoulder.