Whitebark Stream Rushing Waters

Spring went after Laika, after giving a silent bob other head.  Although she was unsure if the nod had been detected or not, it did not matter.  She was sure her friend and fellow Phoenix already knew that she would accept.  They had known each other for such a long time anyways.  Swiftly the female trudged through the water at a quick swim, as her body struggled to keep up with Laika in the rapid, almost riverlike waters of Whitebark Stream.

Her white furred friend beat her to the deer, but Spring quickly followed.  The brown female leapt and sunk her fangs into the deer’s left side, after narrowly missing a hoof, that could have easily ended her life had she been a bit slower in her leap, as it almost hit an artery.  The scent of blood poured from the deer and flooded into her nostrils.  The deer would die soon.  Spring knew it, as she continued to hold her position.