Swiftcurrent Creek spellcraft

archiving it here!! <3

Frederick breathed a sigh of relief as the dark figure headed back towards where he had come from. He looked over at Lestan, smiling with quite the bit of pride. Something... he hummed for a moment, thinking back to his homelife, before he came to the teekons. Their second den, under the roots of the tree near a clifface.

...Well, anything, he shrugged. But if you have any comfortable spots under the shade of a tree, that'd be preferred. His answer was casual, falling into a comfortable silence before the tour would begin. A nod of his head, a flick of his tail, an update to the mental map.

He wondered if maybe this pack-life would stick, perhaps even well after he found his brother. Hm...