Swiftcurrent Creek Story carries on,

Since the birth of his children Arric had been scarce. But he was not blind to the sadness that cloaked his best friend in strands of web. So he went to the border at the call. He stood tall and lifted his head. Blue eyes taking in the young girl that stood there. Multicolored and hungry. He could see it on her heavy like a bruise. She'd been traveling 

You've found Swiftcurrent. I'm Arric. How can we help you?