Swiftcurrent Creek but dreams come slow

She watched him recover, but said nothing to his words. Jinx had expected Njal to be slower than he was, but there was no point in mimicking his alarm. It had been clear in the midst of combat that she had underestimated his speed, and had she not corrected for it, might have suffered loss at his hands instead.

He passed by with a murmured farewell, which she returned with a calm, "absolutely." He reclaimed his dominance over her, which she allowed. Njal had been here much longer than Jinx had. She hadn't had an opportunity to prove herself... Yet. Soon, her contributions would outweigh her newness, or so she anticipated. For now, she moved off in the opposite direction, keen on finding Clarice or Lecter but unsure where either wolf might be.