Swiftcurrent Creek pack activity · spring festival

Next round starts Sunday the 30th. We'll probably only have one more after that. :)

When Ferdie began rolling on the ground, it was obvious that nobody was particularly pleased with his actions. Fox was no exception to this, and she furrowed her brow at him. “Pull yourself together, Ferdie. You are not a pup, and this is not the time for acting like one. Good gravy.” Perhaps calling him out in front of the others would give him some semblance of shame. It seemed like he could use a good dose of it. If he couldn't learn to act like an adult, Fox was going to have to get all big-bad on him and force him out of the creek. There was only so much of his nonsense she could take.

Haunter was next, explaining (in his typical fashion) that he was looking forward to next winter. Fox bit her tongue, the entirety of her willpower being used not to make a snide remark about his answer. Still, she couldn't help that the rest of them weren't really "getting it." In fact, the yearling was beginning to fear that she was terrible at this team-building stuff. It all felt terribly stilted and arranged. It was like doing stand-up comedy and having none of the audience laugh at your jokes.

Fox pushed the feeling down into the pit of her stomach, looking to Jinx as she spoke just two words. “Whale moon?” asked Fox, giving Jinx a chance to elaborate on what she meant. She was not about to force it out of the Kesuk, but she certainly would let her have the floor if she wished for it.

Njal's vague response was not particularly vague to Fox, who had already been informed of what he wished to do this spring. And perhaps a litter of new blood would do them well. But it was Tuwawi's response that brought joy to Fox, perhaps in a way that had not ever been there before. It was Tuwawi who held a certain air about her that uplifted spirits everywhere. Fox knew that she was in the younger crowd of the creek, and hearing from Tuwa that there was much to learn reminded Fox just how young she was. A broad smile was plastered upon the Alpha's face, glad that her gathering had not been a complete failure.