Swiftcurrent Creek fire wing

with akavir, mae, and cygnet gone to the gathering, lestan tried to make himself useful. he cleaned out old caches and refilled them with small catches, fussed over the few furs he had in his own den, and then declared the situation untenable.
it was then that the mayfair decided to spend the cold afternoon tracking swiftcurrent's new resident herd of deer. the information would be of use to his leaders, and it would occupy his mind from the night's unpleasant dreams and the burning memory of the stolen talisman.
nails clicked on stone as he found a ridge wiped of dust and grass, searching with honeyblue eyes into the nearby forest.