Swiftcurrent Creek The crow and the butterfly.

For Bazi! Set following the joining thread. :)

When she was satisfied that Scimitar's wound had been packed, she urged him to rest for the remainder of the evening and through the night. He needed to step back and take it easy for a time, or else there was no point in her efforts to spare him a hideous scar. The newly-formed flesh would continue to split, and tissue replacing it would form an obvious and hairless blemish. Worst of all, the infection would only continue to run riot in the area, perhaps even venture in a more sinister manner.

Paar left her patient and made her way swiftly to the area where she'd been granted permission to stay, and when she arrived she sniffed the earth to recollect the scent of her young Alphess. When she picked up the scent, the crimson she-wolf tilted her head back and announced that she was on her way to find her, then continued deeper into Swiftcurrent territory.

Above her, the sky burned hot shades of orange and pink as the sun set at her back. Fireflies danced among lengthy blades of grass along the riverside, but Paarthurnax barely acknowledged them. She flicked an ear in the direction of the flowing water as it rushed by, and then trotted through the pebbled shallows to wash off the bright remnants of crushed berries from her paws all the while looking around for any sign of the leader's approach.