Swiftcurrent Creek Beyond Z

Water and forest it was all he smelled. And it was a welcome scent from the swamps they had just been too. His sister had him fretting and once she settled he putted and fussed over her like a mother hen.


His neices and nephews squirmed and moved about so much so he could see the little flutters now and again. It filled him with joy.

Dat jes mean dey be 'ealty.

I can.

He lifted his muzzle skyward and called out a lyrical request for @Akavir or another leader @Arlette .