Swiftcurrent Creek welcome to the new age · pack meeting

Falwasi suddenly tensed as Dovev and a little white creature opposed themselves to the Alpha's suggestion. Kaskara stepped closer to Scimitar, shielding him from any sort of preemt over his new leadership, or from any challenge. The wolves were not happy, and she was sure they were being a little more confrontational than they intended to be.

The meeting was starting to become a daze to the young wolf. It was all pretty surreal - the cinnamon male had indeed dropped two major bombs on them. Falwasi had grown to like the flatter lands of Swiftcurrent Creek. She had adapted to fishing quicker river fish, relaxing in the open fields. "Why?" Words tumbled out of her mouth, and her eyes were fixed into the distance, looking at nothing in particular. The normally alert and sharp wolf could have been easily compared to a zombie at that moment.