Swiftcurrent Creek halifax

If you had trouble finding someone, your best bet was to stay close to the river. Most Swiftcurrent wolves built dens near it, and those that slept under the stars - like Bazi, nowadays - would come to rest on its banks at day’s end. It provided easy meals for those that could fish, and a constant source of fresh water.

It wasn’t long before Bazi spotted the monochromatic male. She hailed him with a bark, and trotted forward to relay her plans for a trip beyond the mountains. Though she held her tail moderately high, displays of dominance no longer gave her a rush - especially when they were unwarranted. ”Are you the explorer type?” she asked, blue eyes finding Shadow’s own as she drew near. ”I’ve got a mission for us.”