Swiftcurrent Creek flume

For @Njal. Being extremely vague about the meeting with Jinx. As in, not mentioning it until I know what's going down.

The clouds hung low overhead, threatening to rain, but they somehow managed to contain their desires. Fox's grey eyes raised to meet them, and she wondered how much longer the gray skies would last. Thankfully, the creek was on the side of the mountains that would get more sunshine. It was those closer to the coast who would have to endure months upon months of gray skies and drizzle. The creek would see a little bit of that—evidenced by the current state of things—but not nearly as much as the western edge.

Idly, Fox swished her tail back and forth, wondering what Tuwawi and Njal were up to. Or even Haunter, for that matter. Those three, along with Jinx, had become some of her closest, dare she say, friends. The yearling had never been much for those kinds of relationships, and yet she could not help but think that those she thought of now were becoming closer to her. Perhaps it was merely the events they had endured together that had made them feel close, but Fox smiled faintly at the thought of them.

For a few seconds, the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, creating a bright light all around the fireball. But as quickly as it had appeared, it vanished once again, and Fox sighed.