Swiftcurrent Creek halifax

@Shadow - I thought you might want a thread!

The new recruit looked promising. Long, sinewy limbs, nimble on his feet - a born explorer, and Bazi was itching to travel a bit further than the eastern side of the mountains. She wanted to see the great lakes of the south up close, and walk through one of the only forests not bordered by claimed territory.

This morning, the powers that be had spread a wispy film of cloud between the verdant meadows of Swiftcurrent Creek and the sun. It was pleasantly cool - 22 °C or thereabouts - and Bazi had just finished quenching her thirst in the river. Where would Shadow be? Border patrol? Out and about? She doubted the newcomer had strayed too far from the territory this early on in his probation. With that in mind, she pressed her nose to the banks and began to shuffle counter to the direction of flow, hoping to pick up a trace of the newcomer.