Swiftcurrent Creek does your daddy know

Since Rach is camping this weekend, I thought I'd sneak in here..!

Bazi had yet to meet the pack's newest recruit in person. Fox had arrived with the youth in tow one day, surprising her co-leader by allowing someone so young and inexperienced to join the ranks. Nightingale had been forced to prove her worth in combat, the Beta recalled, but she had been a sickly, half-blind little thing. This one seemed sturdier, somehow - like she might grow into a wolf worth keeping.

Bazi all but stalked the youngster to the nearest cache, keeping considerable distance between them in order to do so - white was difficult to disguise, and she was forced to lurk behind rocks and keep the direction of the wind in mind in order to pull it off. When Magpie eventually dropped to the ground near a known cache, she was forced to give up the stalking game; it would be impossible to get any closer without being seen.

Bazi stepped out from her hiding place and donned traditional 'leader garb', ears perked up and tail swaying gently behind her. She closed the distance between the two wolves at a leisurely trot, putting on her most neutral smile when Magpie was close enough to make out the details of her face. "Will you be contributing back to that?" she asked, meaning the cache.