Swiftcurrent Creek chert

arric rearranged his steps for her. muskrat's ears flicked in appreciation of his cadence, and the fighter's silently intuitive manner of communication.

for a moment, she could imagine being upon a war walk with him.

a nod was given and muskrat slid into the underbrush along the right side of the trail, tucking herself into the shadows as bright yellow eyes gleamed, anticipating the leap.