Wapun Meadow to catch a butterfly

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"Falwasi," he repeated with a tilt of his head and a faint smile. He laughed softly when she asked if they'd met. "No, we haven't and I'm pretty sure Bazi won't be pleased to see me so near her lands," he gazed at her with piercing silver eyes. "You're a new recruit huh? Looks like Scimitar and Bazi are working hard to fill the ranks with new wolves after she kicks her senior wolves out."

His tail sways nonchalantly gazing at the distance to what he deemed as Swiftcurrent Creek. He missed it but he would never admit it and even if Bazi regretted her decision to kick him out-which he was pretty sure she didn't-and offered him his old position in the pack back, he wouldn't return to the Creek. He had a new beginning, a new home, a place that welcomed him and most importantly, Paar.