Swiftcurrent Creek tomorrow’s kings

Etienne tilted his head. One ear splayed forward, one back as he heard. Did Cambria really not want to share. This was okay.

He made quick work of the food. Realizing how truly hungry he was. He had gone too long without eating. But he was often like that. Getting so distracted in his daily ruminations that he entirely forgot to eat or drink. More so as of late.

Non. Noting excitin' 'appenin'.

Etienne settled to his haunches. I am okay. A wolf came to our borders dat I 'ad once lived wit' looking for Anselm as I am. It is w'o Anselm cares for. But 'er 'as left dey babies all alone in dey bypass. Dey will not come wit' me. I fin' I am very angry wit' 'er.

Etienne ruffled his fur. But dat is of no consequence. How is you?