Swiftcurrent Creek In the Shadow of Doubt (IC Joining)

The Creek's on fire today.

Lecter's methods were extreme, and frightening to watch. Bazi wasn't entirely sure if he just meant to scare the young trespasser, either, but a soothing touch from Fox kept her still. She hadn't crossed paths with their alpha since their exchange regarding pack relations, and the familiar interaction touched her heart - she told Fox as much by licking the Creek leader's chin in a brief show of submission.

But Lecter's strange, warbling laugh sent a chill up her spine, and Bazi was suddenly more fearful for the girl than their borders. "Do we..?" she asked, looking between Fox, Tyrande, and their .. off-colour (in more ways than one) healer.