Swiftcurrent Creek and be known in its aching

The astronomer wandered along, happy as a spring lamb. The caches were full, there seemed to be no problems with pups and no attacks befell the borders. His priority was making his garden for study, he just needed the right place. The border should be good enough and he could patrol at the same time. 

He was roving around leisurely when he spotted Dawn, the ailed Mother, who looked much better in recent days. Especially today. He grinned, chuffing softly as she was eating. He didn't was to get too close. Avoiding eye contact he greeted her: "Feeling better, Dawn?" 
His tail brushed the ground softly, glad to have a job here.