Swiftcurrent Creek sweeper

“As long as I don’t find you on my side of the borders, we’re good,” he offered her, the corner of his mouth tipping up in a partial smirk. She seemed utterly untainted by the life of a rogue—it was almost refreshing to witness. “Unless you’re looking to join, Pukei.”

She was proud of her rabbit—keen on avoiding cranky wolves. She seemed a decent creature—certainly charming.

Of course he was going to try to recruit her. “Our Beta female and healer is going to have pups soon. If they're anything like they're father, the Beta male... They're going to be a handful. All hands on deck, y'know?”