Swiftcurrent Creek red spring

*hops in*

Ferdie's call was quickly met with the pounding of Fox's paws upon the ground. She worked her way to him in very little time, and her bright features streaked through the trees with ease. Panting, she slowed to find Ferdie and what Fox assumed was a loner loitering on the borders. The yearling bristled, if only because those not of her pack on the borders made her uncomfortable, but she deferred to Ferdie quickly.

“Yes?” she asked, addressing him directly. To the loner, she only glanced. It was possible it was a potential addition to the creek's ranks, but Fox was never completely positive about this sort of thing.