Swiftcurrent Creek wrecking ball {joining}

His sister leaned against him leaving the male to lift his paw up and around then front of her chest in an awkward wolf hug as his eyes skimmed over the top of Kaskara’s head to glance at Bazi – what would she be thinking of all of this? Of course, the ivory female stated a very important question, and sighing inwardly, he lowered his paw once more to the ground.

Woefully, Kaskara issued her tale, drawing no emotion from the male until she had completed it. His muzzle bent down once more, grazing the top of her head to soothe her as he considered the story. Scimitar had never been overly impressed with Blacktail deer Plateau – ever since the Alpha had trespassed in to Neverwinter Forest as if she owned the place, he had placed them as fairly low on the stupidity pole.

Even more amazing, was she had somehow lured a mate and procreated.

But that was neither here nor there, and to slander the pack his sister had once sworn allegiance to would do little to the situation. “It wasn’t meant to be, Kaskara. They’re not your family,” he rumbled then, knowing at that moment that if she was turned away from Swiftcurrent Creek, they would be turning him away as well. “Stay.” With that, he looked back to Bazi, awaiting what she would begin to decide.