Wapun Meadow The miles are getting longer, it seems.

On her first encounter with Shadow, he'd been... touchy. He'd apologised profusely, over and over, out of what she assumed was regret for mistaking her for someone else, but it was something that did concern her. Since then, the ashen male had been nothing but patient and affectionate with her, and she could not understand why Scimitar thought otherwise. His determined statement that Shadow would hurt her in the end left her curious as to what her beau had done to make the agouti Beta think so sourly of him. She wondered if maybe he'd adopted Bazi's dislike of him over the Danica situation, or if there was something more sinister that she didn't now about.

And she did not want to know. Paarthurnax was an adult who could make her own decisions, and she could learn from her own mistakes. Leaving Swiftcurrent Creek certainly felt like one... but choosing Shadow? She frowned sadly up at her former leader, pain evident on her features not only for his rejection of the choice she'd made, but for her own regret at having to turn him down. "Swiftcurrent will always be a home to me," she said with solemn smile, "but I hope you're wrong about him, Scimitar." It was true that she did not know him as well as she'd like, but she had to give him a chance.