Lone Star Mountain so hold your love and your truth

AW but maybe a @Muskrat? >.>

He wasn’t particularly interested in delving in the reason he had managed to trace Muskrat’s scent so easily—nor the jolt it gave him as he drew closer to the lands she seemed to frequent more. Clearly—his son and the little swamp panther were looking to settle nearby—and for now, he allowed the concern that they remain within such vicinity to the creek to be explored on another day.

Instead, he lurked—a wraith among the mountain- pale champagne eyes preening out to the direction of the creek every so often, as if it would crumble away without his presence upon their soil.