Swiftcurrent Creek Home is where the heart lives.

The captives had been returned without fuss – Jace’s words had proved to be completely incorrect, and Scimitar cast a dark, sideways glance to Bazi – was she truly friends with that clown ass? Giving his muzzle a slight shake, an audible sigh pressed past his lips. The newly acclaimed ivory queen spoke, drawing his eyes back to her, and he spoke nothing.

Fox was gone. Somehow, it seemed surreal that the little spitfire was no longer part of the Creek. He did not know what had really transpired between the feisty female and Bazi.. nor would he probably ever. Somehow though, given everything that had transpired even in the last 24 hours.. he could never have looked at Fox the same.

At Bazi’s side, his tired eyes swept over her – pausing for only a moment, he watched as the others began to move away.. all exhausted, whether emotionally, or physically. Leaning his muzzle down, he touched his nose to the new Alpha’s cheek – Swiftcurrent Creek would recover.