Swiftcurrent Creek Amazon

River watched the boy, heart swelling proudly to find that he needed no correction or offered tips. Jet was a fast learner, and far more intelligent than his moody behavior let on. Grumpy and smart; she didn’t have to think too hard about where he might’ve gotten these qualities from.

More meat, huh? His choice and reason behind it seemed to amuse her. Atta boy. The huntress gave him an approving nod. She wondered if he was just extra hungry or if he wanted to share with his siblings. And it was hard to think of him needing larger portions, of him outgrowing her soon, so she chose to assume the latter.

So, what’s the first thing about hunting tree climbers? she quizzed, motioning for him to take the lead. The trail was not too fresh yet; they had a few moments before it was time to get quiet.