Swiftcurrent Creek sun heeds high

Leonore knew better than to wander far, and yet she found that her paws carried her away from the den of her mother. Her mind did not consider the worry her mother may feel, particularly after her brother had gone missing - at her age her mind was a one way road.

She knew to stay away from the creek with it's far too fast current, but a stream was surely alright. The past half hour or so had been spent splashing about, and now as a somewhat familiar voice hit her ears she was sat near the bank to rest.

Quick to bring herself to a stand, she trotted to where Morwenna called from. Her bottom half still damp, it was not hard to see what she had been up to.