Swiftcurrent Creek violet curse

There was a quiet huff of a sigh from his nose at her words. Doubt clouded his mind. Could he really take a rank in this pack again, knowing that the dark Beta was so hellbent against him even stepping foot on their land? He wasn't certain. He had lived most of his young life on his own. He moved and fought and hunted by his own rules. But this was a conversation for Suzu and not the leaders of the creek. 

When Akavir appeared, Swordfish dipped his head to the man. At least he was familiar. At least he carried an air of calm-minded leadership. The woman wasn't bad. She had calmed the situation well enough. Akavir was simply a comfort that Swordfish needed in that moment. 

Man got riled up when I told him why I was here... that's all. Tryin' to forbid me from comin' in. He misunderstood. He'll get over himself, the bear-hunter muttered with a glance toward Lestan. I really just wanna see Su... I ain't here to fuck 'round with anyone. I'm here fer my family.