Silver Creek a traitor is never just a traitor

Colt wasn't exactly positive where he was heading next.  Upon leaving, he had called to @Feidhelm, hoping that Fern might be in the area and be willing to join up for a bit.  Safety in numbers and all that, yeah? But she hadn't answered, and he wondered where she had disappeared off to in the move.  

He'd keep trying, to be on the safe side, but currently was wandering south.  Despite the turn these last few weeks had taken, he felt... ok?  He tended to bounce back quick, and his only real regret now was bouncing on Fin.  At least she'd taken the news sorta kinda well, and he was free to stop by again sometime.  And at least if he did howl for Finley, it wasn't likely Towhee would come.

These thoughts brightened a bit also, and thirsty, he headed towards the nearby river to grab a drink and sort out his next move.  North? East? West?  He wasn't sure.  Or he could head back to the Blackthorn family locale, but that seemed like a last resort.  Maybe he needed a break from too much family.

Leaning down to take a drink, he spotted a figure from the corner of his eye.  He lifted his head to appraise him a minute, then shrugged and continued.  Probably another loner like himself, as he didn't scent any claim here.