Swiftcurrent Creek Frostfall

The compliment warmed him, filling him with sunlight praise that resembled a hug from someone safe. The dark young wolf thought that he had done well to show his new friend the shaded place beside the creek. She would be able to bask in the cool shadows from the tree and watch the waters pass through the land.

When she sat, so did Nicodem. His round puppy butt plopped to the ground with a small thump. The wavering of his tail created a cloud of dust that lingered on the dark hairs of his coat. The young man's mismatched eyes watched the dragonflies hover over the creek. A bold fish burst from the surface of the water and snatched at the flying bug.

Nicodem couldn't contain his excitement. He bowed his chest toward the ground, tail swaying so swiftly behind him that his rump nearly spun him in circles.