Lost Creek Hollow galleta

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There would likely be puppies within the creek. Akavir had made small remarks. The young wolf hadn’t considered that he knew nothing about the families in the creek. He knew Moss. They had run together in the mornings and stretched until his muscles were strengthened and the tightness had been dissolved. Nearly a year old, he looked more a young man than anything else. He knew Akavir, too. The dark leader was fairly dedicated to keeping on his feet and working around the territory.

Thoughts of children made him miss the cliffs.

Swordfish did not speak until they had arrived at the edge of the creek. He thanked Silvertongue for her escort and invited her to stay a while, but he did not keep her company. The grounds were crossed until he found the creek and this was where he stayed.