Swiftcurrent Creek Tooth and claw

Long shadows stretched to signal the ending of another day. The sunset in the distance was fiery and stretched in blazing orange across the sky, fading to blue in the distance.

Nicodem was drawn to the heavens. He carried a prized deer antler in his teeth. The surefooted pace he had set for himself allowed him to cross the pack and find shade near the base of a tree. The borders were not far from that place. He didn't fear the edge of the pack. Instinct told him to remain close to his home.

On his belly, Nico began to gnaw at the antler. His eyes returned to the skies above his head.