Rise and rise again.

Viinturuth took the news of their previous leader as well as any could – Chakra had certainly held a regal air about her, and she had fetched a few glimpses from the local males of her pack. Scimitar held no doubt that Viinturuth had seen her in the same light as he had – and perhaps, had things been different, the two would have come to blows for her.

Instead, they were able to maintain their comradery, and the agouti male gave a small nod to his companion in turn. “It’s hard to say,” he rumbled gently, almost thoughtfully. Had Chakra not gone, he likely would have remained in the forest to this day – he wouldn’t have been reunited with his sister, nor would he have been captivated by Bazi. Life, it would seem, had a strange way of shifting.

“Come,” he motioned forward, his figure shifting in a gentle stretch. “Let’s hunt as we used to.” Viinturuth would not stay with him, despite his attempt to coax him to the Creek ranks.. but they could at least enjoy companionship for a stolen moment as they once did when pack mates in a previous lifetime.