Swiftcurrent Creek I became an adult since the pictures of my childhood

she's become rather fond of rivers. they're useful navigational aids; as long as she can determine basic direction, they're essentially clear-cut trails that often cut through good hunting grounds and vibrant territories. or she thinks they'd be, anyways, when winter lets up and summer seeps back into the Teekon. 

others seem to have the same affinity for them as she does, however, for the oft not alone for long. such is the case today—a dark-mantled woman, just ahead, earns a chuff of greeting from her and a careful slowing of her steps.