Otatso Wetlands and if i catch it coming back my way, i'm gonna serve it to you

When Akavir called to request his presence, Viinturuth veered toward the sound of his voice. He picked his way swiftly through familiar woods, easing his stride to a relaxed lope when his brother entered his line of sight. There was no time for pleasantries, apparently, as the obsidian Alpha turned away with a comment about hunting rogues.

The pale brute followed dutifully. He had trailed the lands where an assault had happened involving their wolves, and found no trace of the outsiders responsible. Viinturuth didn't doubt that other creek-dwellers had likewise tried to pursue their tracks, and he wondered if Akavir had been gifted a lead to investigate.