Whitefish River hit the sunroof

But it is mostly responsibility. Slavik nodded to this thoughtfully, and briefly his thoughts wandered away from Liri, and to what it might’ve been like to stay on the plains and become leadership like his parents had hoped. Would he be happy and successful at leading and caring for his pack? Or would the responsibility that Liri spoke of swallow him whole? Whether or not he’d originally thought it “would be fun”, he couldn’t deny that one of the reasons he’d agreed to leave Kendry Plains was because he feared taking on the responsibility expected of him. He’d wanted more freedom. He felt guilty about leaving, but still hoped that he’d made the right choice.

He was pulled back to reality when she fed his curiosity about this other pack in the flatlands. Her grave words sent a shiver down Slavik’s spine, the body parts of those who crossed them?! His nose screwed up in disgust at the very idea of a border marked with such macabre detail. Thanks for the warning, I’ll make sure to head back through the mountains up north, just to be sure, he assured her. Feeling the thirst in his mouth again, he bent down to lap at the rivers edge again.

that’s fine ;)