Swiftcurrent Creek Take my Arms that I might reach you

She nodded, and sniffed the breeze. They’d been talking for some time now- longer than she would usually condone, and so she meant to continue on soon. She took a step forward, but glanced once more to Arric.

”Make sure they can keep up.” She said, stone-faced. Ironic, considering the fact that Moss was likely the slowest walker in the pack. She gave him no clues as to whether she was being sarcastic or not, but it left it up for him to interpret.