Swiftcurrent Creek Hear my words that I might teach you.

Arric heard a noise nearby and lifted his head, hackles raised body on red alert. After all that decaying bag of bones was still around. The witch wasn't dead and Arric pretty much trusted no one anymore, because Germanicus had been in their fold and then Moss had let the witch go. He was a bit irritated about the entire chain of events frankly and were he not tied to the creek and cared for it's inhabitants he might have left.

He turned large black head towards the she wolf downstream. White circled eye taking her in and the blue of his gaze bright against a backdrop of red tinted obsidian. A new pack mate he'd wager. Another female. Did she come because she wanted a piece of Akavir too?

Honestly, he took a deep breath and though the nice thing would be to introduce himself. He half didn't want too, because he didn't want plied with questions about Akavir and the creek and the goings on. Honestly he just wanted a break, but he didn't get one.

Reluctantly, he took one more breath and then headed her way. Oblivious to her current situation until he got closer and by then. Fuck it was too late. So she had come here because of Akavir he'd wager. His eyes glittered dangerously for a moment, because he didn't know what all these females wanted and his protective nature was beginning to show itself. Everyone wanted a piece of Akavir, but did they really care about his best friend. Like soul deep care, or just wanted that connection that everyone wanted during spring.

He blew out his breath and then dipped his head. Hi I'm Arric. Beta.