Duck Lake boca loba

she's scouting for riverclan! open to anyone <3

silvertongue had hated to leave @Crowfeather behind. "i'll come back," she had told te young wolf she still thought of to herself as prince, "in a few days. maybe four. do not worry, mi dulce. i have been across the world." a kiss to his cheek, a sharp wink, and she was off. once outside mereo she felt a sense of levity that only grew as she left the sunspire altogether. she followed the lake until it thinned to a creek, then headed right. so far from akashingo, she knew pharaoh's eye did not reach here. and so despite the open terrain, silvertongue's pace was jaunty. belen no longer existed.