Whitefish River you're italic, i'm in bold

He'd kept a swift pace during his short trek, sticking near to the riverbed and only stopping to catch his breath when absolutely necessary. The waters eventually led him right up to the pack's freshly marked claim and the champion set himself a few paces back before lurching back his head and calling for the attention of the @Evergreen Aure had spoke of.

He assumed the named stranger to be the leader of the gathered company here and set himself rightly so to respect that assumption. If everything went according to plan the sable man hoped to gather a few able bodies and be back before the sun set, for he knew every moment the child was missing would be like torture for the boy's parents.