Swiftcurrent Creek I tried to help you once

“Yes,” he agreed sagely with. “That’s what I was thinking about.”

And not about how he was so deprived, that he had actually felt a stirring when Reverie had brushed against him. Possibly the one she-wolf who set his teeth on edge.

Arric mocked him and Akavir gave a wave of dismissal with his paw. “‘Cause they’re blue,” he grumbled, more bitterly to himself than anything else.

Standing, he gave a shake of his pelt, giving Arric a skeptical once over. “Goat? That’s awfully specific and rare in the valley,” he noted dryly, wondering what the man was playing at. “You don’t need to make up a wild goose chase just to spend more time with me.”