Swiftcurrent Creek a dangerous presence

Scimitar had no answer to give when he returned from his inspection, but disease was very much at the forefront of his mind - that much was made clear when he wordlessly began to shift earth into the mouth of the den, spattering Haunter with dirt. Bazi's brow met high on her forehead in a look of renewed worry as her emotions violently from rage to ill-concealed terror. She opened her mouth to say something else, to ask for reassurance, but the words would not come.

Silently, she joined her paws to Scimitar's, and the pair of them worked swiftly to fill the impromptu grave. When her paws and chest were black with dirt, Bazi lifted her head in search for something larger to drop into the den. Her eyes fell on a little hamlet of boulders nearby, and she rushed to dislodge the largest one.

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