Swiftcurrent Creek Heal the wounds of my soul

He nodded sharply, statuesque as the dark lad signalled his intent to seek the alpha female. Razo stared for a few moments as Jace left the riverbank, thoroughly scrutinising the tremulously moving physique for any other injury or symptom of one that he wouldn’t have thought to ask about. He ultimately found nothing that held his attention and turned back to the water to drink deeply before collecting his birch bark and loping off on his own to replenish his materials.