Swiftcurrent Creek Gladfly Suite

Returned to the Creek from Riverclan—but just barely.

The trek back had been arduous, the pups even in just the time they had spent in Riverclan were bigger and more energetic than when they had first left, and upon return, they went back to the old den… but Akavir knew it would be time to move them to a rendezvous site.

For now, though, he took to a patrol—aching to get back into a semblance of familiarity despite the twist and turns of his life. Lestan and Reverie were gone—@Moss, for now, missing, according to @Arric.

When his pale eyes met the silken form of ivory—defeated and sodden—he slowed, studying the mannerisms of the other before announcing his presence with a soft rumble in his chest, not realizing the other would not be able to truly hear such a thing.