Swiftcurrent Creek A walk around the world to ease my troubled mind.

For @Kaskara - sorry for the enormous delay in a new thread for us. :X

It was during the cold season that Paarthurnax was thankful for her mother's Northern bloodlines. While her coat for the Summertime was fine and sleek, Winter's pelt grew in thick and lustrous, having her appear remarkably fluffy. New snowflakes dusted her head and back as she meandered along the Creek's shore, letting her aching paws be cooled by the water's chill.

The crimson mother-to-be paused in her tracks to dip her muzzle and taste the ice-cold surface of the territory's namesake, taking a few moments to quench her thirst before she rose her head and turned her bright eyes skyward. Snow fell lightly, but the grim white sky promised a heavier bout and, reluctant to be too far from her den when it came, Paarthurnax made to move away from the creek and waddle awkwardly away.

Things had been quiet for her since the meeting, during which her pack-mates had been given the stage to share their opinions of her return. Some were happy to have her back, some already felt a fierce protectiveness over her unborn brood, while others were... well, not so comfortable. Paarthurnax did her best to avoid the wolves who disapproved of her presence, though she knew she could not keep away from them forever.