Whitefish River never forget you

All welcome! :)

As much as he didn't want to, Terich and @Vuk had begun their journey north. Her belly swung as she walked, and they had to stop often for her to rest. He didn't mind that part much; it meant he could rest, too, and get to know her a little more. Their conversations were few and far between, focused as they were on their destination, which was anywhere far from of the ridge. Their journey would take them near the mountain chain in which the ridge stood, but at least they could skirt it and hopefully avoid any confrontation.

So far they hadn't met any other wolves, and he was okay with that. It meant they didn't have to pretend to be mates. Terich knew the idea made Vuk uncomfortable, so he hadn't tried to breach the subject again, though he wondered what she truly thought of it. Presently, they stopped near a river to rest. Terich flopped on the cool ground near the river, feeling the day's heat soak into him. Lifting his head, he squinted toward Vuk and asked, Are you hungry? I could catch some fish for us.