Swiftcurrent Creek A tisket a tasket

Sun had seen his daughter, he had met his granddaughter (adopted of course) and he had met the man he hoped his daughter would fall in love with. So he had lived a ripe old good life and now he just wanted to meet a few new faces and then lay down and die, he was willing to bet it was long now until he'd meet his maker and fall asleep to bliss. granted he would much rather have a more honorable death in battle, but he didn't think he'd have that any time soon.

He nosed his way towards a border line and sat down apart from the edge and just looked around. His grizzled fur and warm eyes would let anyone know that he meant them no harm, and if someone came this way today well then he would offer them a story or a healing, whatever they preferred and then maybe he'd move on to the next pack just meeting who he could until he went for the final journey.