Swiftcurrent Creek and the place you need to reach

Viinturuth maintained his silence, tufted white ears trained on the ashen stranger as she announced her intention for calling at their borders. He hung back as his mother requested, lingering curiously at her russet flank with curious mahogany eyes tracing the unusual marks that marred the stranger's hide. He'd never seen such raw looking flesh on his own kind, and he felt the hairs on the back of his neck prick with uncertainty.

When the crimson leader spoke, Viinturuth turned his gaze upon her and offered a thin, awkward smile as she introduced the pair of them. She confirmed that the smaller child had come to the Creek and should Dawn have looked to him for confirmation, he would've nodded in agreement. Dutifully, he padded after his dam as she made to lead the rugged Morningside female into their territory, sure to include a soft "he's okay," in attempt to assure their worried guest.