Swiftcurrent Creek sätaron

She was bright like Rev. Her fur like sun spun gold. There were different brights Arric knew. Some were only skin deep like this wolf, like Reverie. Amd some were like Arlette bone deep. Light that simply spilled out. And how he loved her for it.

The wolf was there amd then gone. He blinked attempting to find her in the large overgrowth, but it was hard. He caught movement. Slowly. Then there she was. A place she could cross if want but also space, divide between he and her.

He moved a few paw steps closer. But stopped at the edge. He feared she felt unsafe and that wouldn't do.

I'm Arric. You approach Swiftcurrent Creek.