Lost Creek Hollow That I Care Too Much

this is forward dated to the 21st of February. Gives him 2 days of travel.

Arric had left the packlands of the creek and felt his stresses beginning to lessen. And frankly he knew this could all be fixed, but not when he wasn't thinking clearly.  And his words had been harsh to the little girl of the creek, but he had felt it warranted. She had been given leave to do as she pleased with very little correction and time was not kind.

It was with surprise he made it to the borders and smelled both Wren and Silvertongue on its edges. He lay the small weasel he had caught. Its white fur beginning to turn brown in spots. A mottled thing.

He had thought both girls gone from the teekon or at least from the riverclan.
 He closed his eyes knowing when he brought the news to Akavir that it would cause him pain. Pain he didn't need right now. He had enough.

He lifted hia nose letting out a call to someone. That he brought message of importance. Even if they were not allies.