Swiftcurrent Creek we'll paint it red to fit right in

@Shadow - set before Fox's disappearance, etc.

The sun shone down, warming the male’s pelt as morning kissed the Creek lands. Scimitar had not yet claimed a den of his own – somehow, it was a task he had still managed to avoid.. though now with his sister within the ranks, it was something he would perhaps look in to – they could den together.

Lifting himself from his sprawled position of relaxation, the male gave a leisurely stretch as a yawn escaped him, stirring a rumbling sigh from him. With one final roll back of his shoulders to wake himself up, the large male lumbered along the creek edge, debating on checking out the pack cache for a quick bite to eat before making his way to the borders.