Swiftcurrent Creek He’s a unicorn with a single horn, he has a cup of tea in the early morn

The other boy didn’t seem to be a threatening presence on the creek. Akavir had mentioned a gang of troublesome wolves who had kicked up drama in their home. Swordfish was keen to keep those types of wolves in their place. He didn’t think Moss would look kindly on him slacking. She didn’t seem to trust him, from what he could see. Then again, the intense woman did not give her emotions or thoughts easily. She might have thought Swordfish was delightful.

Never heard of it, the redtail answered thoughtfully. Mereo had a drawing name. It had simple power behind it. Yer lookin’ to leave though, aye? What’s wrong wit it?

The lean wolf drew nearer to Atreus. He gazed at the dark earthy colors of the other boy’s coat.