Swiftcurrent Creek People writing songs that voices never shared

A trip to the den revealed two sleeping boys—likely exhausted from play earlier, and, of course, a missing Mae.

Akavir huffed out quietly and as if on autopilot, began to trail in the direction it seemed Arric had gone… no doubt chasing after Mae somewhere.

He caught up decently enough—the hulking view of Arric not easy to miss, but when he caught sight of Mae dangling from the man’s jaws, he quickened his pace, a frown beginning to cloud upon his features.

With a jog in their direction, Akavir’s eyes drifted over to a pale she-wolf—scarred—bright eyes—with the faint scent of his Beta on her. The newcomer Arric had informed him of, no doubt—Bellatrix’s mother. But it was the pup that dangled in the jaws of his hulking friend that truly held his attention, and he began to close the distance between them.