Emberwood the passenger

While Redd and another took down a caribou, Ruckus found themself staring mindlessly into a crystal-clear creek that ran through the wooded area. They wondered now where they and Redd would go next. Would they stay with these strangers only for a short time before they moved on to another group? Thus far, that had been the pattern. Roam alone, stay with strangers, roam alone again, rinse and repeat. It was the life they had come to know.

A squirrel skittered up one of the nearby trunks, causing Ruckus to whip their head around in that direction, but they did not give chase.