Whitefish River Summer dress

So that was why she had her eye on the western solitary mountain. He considered Jinx and her condescension of Swiftcurrent Creek, assumed she’d had her own (perhaps valid) reasons for allowing their leader to go on leading and did not ask further. It was another parallel between them. He didn’t ask because it was irrelevant, in much the same vein as he hadn’t given her his full details on why he’d left Splintered Spine. She would never go there, in all probability, which meant quite obviously that there was no need to know.

Bagheera had a way of not bothering to give any outward indication such as nodding during the majority of a conversation, if only because his understanding was implicit and he was rather bold about his voice. With dingy sky overhead that still refused to let the sun through, and soggy riverbank earth beneath his large paws, his expression remained drawn as she spoke and looked only ahead in the direction they were going. He gave her the benefit of no interruptions.

And what have the others done to earn their metaphor? Probably they’d pissed on Swiftcurrent Creek’s lawn, whether literal or figurative. Unless it was a personal vendetta, in which case Bagheera wasn’t sure Jinx would divulge her full details on that.