Swiftcurrent Creek Excitement to spare

Rosalie stretched as she ventured from the den, the kids were stilled tucked up against Alessia and Kavik had left some point earlier. Shaking the lingering sleep from her pelt Lie walked out toward the river, walking its edge as she often did when she was looking for a moment to herself. Life was surprisingly busy when you had four sickly pups.

Today the sun was particularly nice along her back as she walked, a smile on her lips. The scent of another perked her interest, and she recognized Chusi’s scent, a packmate she knew only in passing. Eventually finding the woman atop a rock, Lie called out to her. “Bonjour.” She offered in greeting, with a smile.