Otter Creek Rivers flow only one way

He said they should head back, so Wildfire nodded. It wasn't a vote. This wasn't a democracy. "Lead the way," she said offhandedly, only to pause and blink at his next comment. The way he phrased it struck her as mildly strange because, "What do you think we're doing right now?" Her tone was light, teasing. "But, yeah, I'd like that." Of course she would. Wildfire would always be a traveler at heart, whether or not anybody came along with her, but she would almost always welcome company.

Soon, they were breaking into a tandem trot. They could retrace their steps but she fancied taking a more scenic route back. "Follow the creek back north," she directed the Alpha, "and once we hit the lake, it's due west." Wildfire then allowed a companionable silence to stretch between them, the only sound the thudding of their paws and the low panting of her own breath.