Swiftcurrent Creek Because a Vision Softly Creeping

Arric had cleaned his pelt of sand and ocean, and had slowly put the mantle of the creek back on. He had begun to smell of freshwater and earth and dirt again. He rubbed against the trees, and left scratches in the dirt. He lifted his leg to mark the nearest tree. Blue eyes lifting towards the sky and then back down again with a small smile.

He loved his little home and the wolves that took it up with him. Though he was still uncertain about the she wolf @Jakoul. That one he was concerned about, mostly because he didn't know her. And she had come to them in the dead of night. Something about that set his teeth on edge, but thus far she just seemed to want a place to rest and it was unfair of him to think of her in anyway, but kind. Until he was proven differently.