Whitebark Stream Discovery

The female showed dominance and she carried the smell of others. She had to be from a pack or rogue group, and by the way she was acting the masked boy could make out that she had a higher rank. He saw that they were roughly the same age though, and they were fairly matched, but he would not make an attempt to attack or anything that would end in useless bloodshed. He had no time to fight, nor had he the supplies yet to treat wounds if it ended badly for him. Besides, he was not foolish.

Her words had been gentle, full of adoration as she pointed to the stream that flowed like Magnus' thoughts, off into the unknown. He had his eyes on her though and when their eyes met again he spoke.Indeed, dazzling.He said as his gaze drifted off into her golden orbs. He had never seen anything like it.The river is nice too.He added with a chuckle, hoping she caught his joke.

A question came after. He had no idea that this whole place had a name, his parents had always referred to it as "The Far West". He smiled at the thought of his parents traveling all the way to here. They would've never made it.Yes, I arrived here a few days ago.The events in these days had been boring, the only noteworthy thing was that he had met a dark female in the woods, but even that he left out.I'm from the East, it has been quite the journey.He said, still smiling, in his honey sweet voice.What about you? What has brought you to this river? He asked, tipping his head in a comedic way.