Swiftcurrent Creek say you'll be there

Robin shook her head, an impish smile unfurling over her lips. “You were still just a tot the last time I saw you,” she replied. But what perplexed her was when Fox revealed that she hadn’t expected to become the leader of a pack. “What do you mean?” Robin tilted her head. She wondered if perhaps Fox hadn’t wished to become Alpha. After all, the rust-colored female was still fairly young and, come to think of it, Robin couldn’t remember ever encountering a pack leader that was Fox’s age. She was curious to learn of the circumstances that had beckoned Fox to climb to the top of the pack’s ranks.

Charcoal lobes preened forward with interest when her sibling asked about her plans. “I hadn’t really thought about it,” she answered truthfully, blinking. “I’ve been traveling all over the place for so long, though, that I don’t think I’d mind settling here.” She reached out to bump her nose against her sister’s shoulder affectionately. “If you’ll have me, that is.” Her tail waved through the air. Golden yellow eyes slipped from Fox’s face to survey the darkening landscape as the last rays of sunlight disappeared in the west. “What’s this place called, anyhow?”