Two Rivers Isle There are no roads here

Her reply was enough to put his mind at ease, for now. With any hope, their forming pack would be strong enough to pull through these last remaining weeks of hardship unlike Bluegrass which had never stood a chance. As her pale figure moved off down the slope, the rosy boy dipped his head in consent, trotting after her lithe figure. His copper eyes observed in silence as she slid into the water, making it look so easy with her feline like grace. Shink padded forwards, willing his paws to stop at the edge of the bank, his auds angled down into the flurry of rifts and currents. Inhaling deeply, he plunged into the river, copying her strokes as he moved forwards at an agonisingLy slow pace. Somehow he managed to cross safely, hauling his bedraggled body up onto the far side of the bank and panting heavily, flashing a smile back at the vixen. "Looks like I'm going to have to practice that," he chuckled lightly, giving his pelt a quick shake to rid himself of the worst of the liquid.