Swiftcurrent Creek splinter cell

Open to anyone really. But maybe @Bazi ?

He rose with the dawn - a practice that had almost been curtailed by the arrival of the children, but now persisted with the growing restlessness of the small family. Pale light poked at his eyes, prodding until they opened, and Njal slipped out from the warmth of the den; he left Tuwawi to tend to the babes for now. In a few hours they too would be awake... And Njal wanted some time to think and to reflect. It wasn't a common thing for the warden to do, but with the oncoming change, he felt the desire to once more trace his steps along familiar routes.

He had passed by Lethe's Rest a few days prior - where he had briefly encountered a young woman, Kaskara - and now Njal wove a across a different trail. The plains stretched out around him and in the far distance, he could make out the subtle wiggle upon the horizon - that will be ours soon, he thought with a twitch of his nose, mine and yours, my Proudheart. He wasn't sure how he felt at this point about moving. It had seemed like the right idea, and they were ready for it, but...

At the same time, Njal felt unnerved by the manner in which Tuwawi had brought it up during the meeting. It had no doubt blindsided Bazi. He had no desire to alienate one of his dearest friends. While he pondered, the silver beast wandered until he came upon a familiar scent - the unmistakable aroma of the pale leader, entwined with that of Scimitar's masculine musk.