Swiftcurrent Creek knows best

@Akavir
referencing the big fight in scents, if that's ok!

she had decided, at some point, that she could go no further today. too tired, too achy. but the land seemed right promising here. a creek winding. scents cluttered too and fro. although some of the scents seemed...concerning, was the word she conjured first. blood dried in the sun some places. not fresh, the only thing that lessened her concern.

but if anything that had done this came for her today, she figured she had lived a good life.

so she began to hum a working song as she settled near the creek. cleaning her fur out by mouth. grooming her hips as if it might help calm the aching of them.