Swiftcurrent Creek Waxing crescent

Figured I'll throw up an introduction thread. Anybody's welcome :)

Nanou had slipped in and away from the creek, a process repeated through the past week; dropping off a fish and slipping away into the quiet shroud of darkness once again. 

Much of her personal time had been spent accomodating herself to the territory and those which surrounded it. She knew little of this land nor of the packs that dwelled within it, and so she made it her goal to learn quick, as if some looming threat would rear its head were she unprepared. Prepared-ness was the mark of a fine soldier, as had come to be ingrained within her. 

In the past few days however, she'd turn her attention toward the wolves she now shared a hospice alongside. It was high time to start meeting some of them, and so today, she ventured ever closer, stilt-like limbs carrying the shade to the heart of the creek, where she'd idle and wait around for one to approach. Her hawkish, burning gaze drifted over the area, perhaps a little unsettlingly.

have a wild Arric

Arric divided his time between the borders and his pregnant wife. She needed food. And sometimes she didn't feel well amd he didn't like leaving her then. Preferring to cuddle next to her. A small comfort he was sure,but one none the less.

He had heard that there were new faces, but as of yet hadn't met them. So imagine his surprise when one surgaced. Which was good. Saved him the time and emergy to sesrch one or two out. This one smelled like Akavir. So he knew it was okay.

Hello.