Swiftcurrent Creek But you never realized

He withheld a laugh at Cygnet’s absolute denial of Arric’s presence—mirthful eyes resting on the Beta before he trailed after her, a sideways glance given as she settled close to him. An ear flicked—Arric was in position it seemed—and the mood drifted to concentration—his own form sweeping lower to allow for a speedy push off, a gentle chuff given to Cygnet to urge her to begin this—she would be the one to lead the chase of their prey to Arric—he was going to test her mettle.

It wasn’t often enough she was given a chance like this, it seemed.