Swiftcurrent Creek something has to shift

if one thing could be said about the young girl before him, it was that she certainly didn't lack for enthusiasm. it was endearing, panther thinks. an introduction follows — he realizes after he tucks her name away that neither of them have offered their names at the beginning of their conversation — and makes a small, near inaudible noise as she mentions that she's the alpha's daughter. in truth, unless swiftcurrent creek was a hierarchy panther wasn't particularly moved by that information: she'd get no special treatment from him. he wasn't the kind to kiss up.

though it does occur to him, after he's already promised to teach her of course, that kavik might not approve of his daughter learning how to fight; but regardless, the promise was already made and panther wasn't feeling keen on going back on his word nor crushing the enthusiasm that practically burst from within the girl. he wouldn't crush her confidence nor her dream. a noble cause, panther surmises, his rasping tone implying that she's impressing him ( make no mistake that she is an impressive child ).

panther. he offers her his name in return, trying and failing to stifle the raw chuckle that rumbles up from his ruined throat and neck as she prances a little too close to the bank of the creek and topples in. while concern had been the first burst of emotion to flare up within him, mirth follows only after she crawls towards the bank clearly well and fine ( if not embarrassed ). lesson one: always be aware of your surroundings.