Swiftcurrent Creek Frostfall

Nico was certain that he could find a place that would please the freckled woman. There were many in the pack. Their grounds were beautiful. The mountains ran at their backs, stretching up to the skies with imposing stone faces. The lands between them stirred with life, lured from the trees by the warm summer sun.

The dark young wolf thought that he would show her where the creek ran quickest. He had seen fish swimming beneath the surface of the water there. Some of them were colorful. And some of them were foolish enough to draw too close to the edge where Nico had seen the grumpy pup-sitter snap them up in his teeth.

There was a large tree near the creek where the freckled woman could sit and observe the water. Nicodem waved his tail, pointing his snout to their destination.