Duck Lake the choice is yours

okay!

He asked if she wished to go and nodding enthusiastically, the russet wolfess loped forward with a new spring in her step. Her stride long and confident, Paarthurnax looked over her shoulder briefly to observe her companion as he collected the remaining duck in his jaws and trotted to her side. As his sterling flank brushed her own crimson haunch, she growled playfully behind the feathery mouthful of mallard as she butted the side of her head to his ribs, and skipped aside with a washing tail to avoid any retaliation. Shadow could be stubborn, but son he would learn that it was Paarthurnax that always had to have the last move.

And so their trip began. Paar did not let the sadness of leaving Bazi and the wolves of Swiftcurrent dampen her spirits. She had loved her time there, it had been her first real home on a long time even though she'd only been with them a month, and she was loathe to miss out on helping the young leader rear her first litter. But now she held onto the chance to produce and bring up pups of her own, and she simply couldn't wait for this new beginning that had swept her away.