rushing water

Hope you don't mind me barging in!

Scimitar knew very little of the tiny white wolf that was within the Creek ranks.. Simply that she had been here for some time -- spanning far enough from even when Fox had been here. When he caught her scent, he hesitated, debating almost to steer clear.. Thus far, the two did not seem to get along.. But at the same time.. He could not avoid nor, nor should he.

So, traipsing after the spunky little wolf, the agouti male allowed a low bark to usher past his jaws as he caught sight of her. She was seemingly enjoying a crow -- a rather impossible meal to obtain. "Impressive," he offered with a nod of his muzzle in the direction of the prey.