Swiftcurrent Creek today's supernatural

(Open for any SC wolves! :-) )

Stress worked with tired hands on Tuwawi's nerves, and dreams soon took her after the questionable acceptance from Fox the evening prior. It was a restless sleep, and the new Kappa struggled to stay under throughout the night. Her temporary bed was a makeshift patch beneath a thicket of bramble... uncomfortable and scratchy, but it would do for the time being. This, coupled with the pressure from the Alpha, caused her marble eyes to snap awake at dawn. The red creature willed herself back to sleep, but all efforts were futile. Rest would have to wait.

She sprawled out, stretching this way and that to limber up. Her fur bristled, freshly disheveled from an awkward sleeping position (bed head was a constant issue), as her nose swept the air for signs of life. Tuwawi would have to tread carefully during Swiftcurrent's fragile state, taking caution to fly beneath the radar as to not illicit the Fox's rage. Her flame licked shoulders rolled at the thought, a look of discontent painted on her mug.

The day was fair and offered a fresh morning. Njal was probably attending to his own responsibilities, and so Tuwawi thought it best to head off on her own. Perhaps exploring the creek would be a good start.