Swiftcurrent Creek submitted for the approval of the midnight society

I'm actually not in any particularly hurry, so we can thread this out like normal as long as you're game. :D

"Sorry!" Bones said promptly, truly chagrined even though her green eyes danced with amusement. She withdrew her muzzle and gathered her haunches to sit close enough that the other wolf could see her — and see that she was no threat.

"Me name's Bones. Aye, it's rather dense, isn't it? Ye know, I've heard that fog is the breath of the kraken, washing over the land. It's meant to be a sign of bad luck to come," the yearling shared in a hushed tone, eyes glimmering as the white miasma swirled around her silvered face.