Swiftcurrent Creek go and hide yourselves

Eshe called to the man—but Akavir materialized from the opposite side of the man, albeit still upon their borders. His ear flicked at the familiar voice of his mate, but it was not her that he looked at so brazenly now—it was the strange wolf that stalked the length of their borders from a distance… with what almost appeared a tactician’s mindset.

His own pace was not quickened to keep up—he kept at a distance—for now. A silent shadow, expression unreadable as he waited the man to answer the question—uncertain how he felt about one of their more talented healers taking the frontline of border patrol in case things went awry—let alone his mate.