Swiftcurrent Creek i won't be on long enough

for anyone, really, but @Fox is the intended <3

Lecter had little mind to learn of the other packs in the area, save to take what Silvertip needed from their borders, but the Creek had been his home for sometime, and the Vale was rife with their need of him. After he left Dawa, the witch pressed on, moving over the hotly contested land in the direction of Fox's lands, a sole slim frame moving through the thick grasses.

Beneath his paws, a hare and her kits rose, flushed by his encroachment; a lunge and a snap of his muzzle, and he caught one of the smaller bodies quite by luck. Choosing to carry it onward, as there was not a reason to carry such a small kill all the way back to Silvertip, Lecter emerged near the borders of Swiftcurrent and laid it at his paws, gazing intently into the territory, though he was far enough away to retreat if his former packmates did not take kindly to his visit.