Swiftcurrent Creek the aftermath

Her body brushed along his shoulder—her intention innocent enough, and yet searing him, his hungry eyes following after her as she shot forward. He allowed her to lead, taking pleasure in the sight from behind—words and thoughts he would keep to himself.

Still, she was keen on this, and so he settled to the task at hand, his own pawsteps crunching along quietly in the snow close to her, nose dipping to the ground every so often. The softest of pelts—he would have to make a note to Arric or the others to request these be saved if possible.

Yet while he was intent on providing, he also felt she needed this more than the pelt—and allowed Jakoul to take the lead on their hunt, following after her.