Whitefish River turn down for what

Seeking some time to herself, Jinx padded down from the mountain heights and disappeared into the deep wilderness. Despite its name, she had yet to see many of the sacred bears that inhabited it. It was a shame for her, for it had been quite some time since she had worshipped Sos and Atka, but it was a thought she was constantly putting out of her mind. Another time, she always told herself, and that was enough to alleviate any guilt she felt about it.

She hadn't had any plans for the day, not even ones that were well meant, but her wandering brought her close to the plateau. As its shadow fell over her and the river that bordered it, she realized that the last time she had come here was when Hawkeye's demon had slipped out of the shadows and handed her ass to her.

With a grimace, the Alpha female strode boldly toward it, uncaring whether that same demon materialized. She was tired, and the relief of the river was more tempting than the threat of attack. She was rewarded when she sank into the water, too, because no more than three seconds had passed when the echo of a splash and the accompanying giggles floated downstream.

The Alpha female waded through the water in the direction of the sounds and found herself in the company of a small, dark-furred child. The pup's splashing reminded her of Kaskae on the beach in Shearwater Bay, and the thought triggered a wave of animosity that was entirely uncharacteristic forJinx when thinking of family. Putting on her broadest grin, the snake crept closer in the shallows on her side of the river and said, “Wanna see something super secret?”