Swiftcurrent Creek happy birthday to you

It would take some time for Bones's physical and emotional scars to heal. For now, she was comfortable and content. She had a belly full of food, a warm place to sleep — she had found one of her favorite spots along the creek and made a cozy nest of grass and leaves — and the companionship of her pack. It had changed a lot in her absence, yet Bones still considered it home.

The sun set and a soft September twilight blanketed the wilderness. Bones stretched out parallel with the water and let her chin rest atop her outstretched forelegs. Her pale green eyes stared at the water and beyond it. There was a lot on her mind this evening, though despite all the summer's tumult, she was finally happy.