Swiftcurrent Creek sound off

Nightingale flicked up her ears and wavered in her fishing spot warily. With a moments hesitation, she bounded toward the call, instead of taking normal strides, she propelled herself with leaps, which, surprisingly, was actually pretty fast. She soon came into sight, slowing herself drastically and coming down into a crawl. She slithered on her belly and kept her eyes to the ground.

She was terrified. Seven days had past, and both of them knew it. Nightingale wanted to scream but she forced herself to remain calm, but her body did give a quake every once in awhile.

She stopped next to the alpha, letting the whines of fear die in her throat. She made sure she was in submission and she kept her eyes to the earth, fearful of what she'll see in Fox's eyes.