Silver Creek the ants go marching one by one

he loped in silence along the glossy stream that ran along the edge of their new territory. @Spring had offered to come with him -- she was presumably alongside him as he moved, nares flared for any sign of pack wolves. the scents of his own kind were thankfully most prevalent in their own group, and the boy soon relaxed, pausing to plunge his muzzle and paws into the coolness of the water.

he said little, but looked to his companion now, wondering what she made of the land that Saena had chosen to be their home.