Swiftcurrent Creek running in circles, now look what you've done

Please let @Muskrat to post first.

“Knock knock,” he greeted, the words muffled by the carefully packaged fish he carried. Muskrat was behind him—somehow he knew this by simply sensing her, for the she-wolf moved quietly, despite being injured.

The fish had apparently been procured for the to-be mother of the pack, and when Akavir found @Arric and @Arlette, he dropped the bundle at his paws, nosing it toward them. “Little panther here caught these for Arlette.” He cast a glance to Muskrat—waiting to see if she had anything to say.