Totoka River turn of the tides

since his official acceptance into the island pack, astaroth had spent the majority of his time in search of a den, one spacious enough to hold ying and her expected litter. it had taken him roughly a day to discover the beginnings of a possible burrow, and another day to actually expand it to the point of use. it was exhausting, but he did it. he was proud of the little home he'd created for the pale mother, but knew it was yet still missing a thing or two. perhaps he'd use the knowledge kukutux had shared with him and line her den with comfortable furs.

eager to complete his task, he set off inland with the hopes of killing two birds with one stone. if he could snag himself a decent size meal, then not only would he gain a pelt, but the caches would be filled as well. and so as he strolled near to the familiar creek where he'd first met ying at, the all too well-known scent of a woman in heat drew his attention away. he would have ignored it completely if it wasn't for the fact that he knew the name behind it's source. tzila.

some surge of longing lead his feet astray from the path he'd been taking. he was anxious to see his shadowy friend yet again, curious how she'd been doing during his time away from the coast. eventually after a few minutes passed, her inky silhouette began to materialize in the distance. once close enough, he let out a friendly chuff to catch her attention, tail swaying happily behind him as he made his approach.