Swiftcurrent Creek as the stars fall

[size=x-small]Thank you <3[/size]

Falwasi smiled at the male's response to her sarcasm, and the shy curve of lips did not fall; Scimitar did not press on the subject of training sessions. She could see why he would be inclined to hold something of that sort. Although the ranks were filling up rapidly (more so than when Falwasi joined), there weren't many warriors among them. And with the neighbouring packs... warriors could be handy.

The sepia-shot male gave her unbroken cheek a nudge accompanied by a friendly growl. He announced his departure to go find Luka for some cure for a headache, and suggested in a droll manner that Falwasi not kick anyone else.

Then Scimitar loped off, leaving the fallow colored woman to wonder whether he was bluffing his physical well-being and assuring all he had was a headache. She stood there, lingering on the spot as she watched the male's figure gradually becoming nonexistent. Then she tore her gaze away and parted in the opposite direction, seeking a place to sleep.