Swiftcurrent Creek Just need you to tell me we're alright, tell me we're okay

Arlette watched the wolf pull himself from his hiding spot with fiery red fur. It almost reminded her a little of her daughter's except that it was perhaps more vibrant than hers. Arlette always had a thick coat probably because of her northern roots. Nice to meet you, Panacea. Welcome to Swiftcurrent, she greeted. I'm Arlette. Healer of Swiftcurrent, she hummed.

Can I help you out? I know a vacant den not too far from here, you probably be warmer in there and dry too, she offered. She didn't judge him for being cold, the mother also knew that she would soon nestle up with her mate and kids.