Swiftcurrent Creek one-way ticket to the sun

Kaskara's thoughts echoed Galileo's almost perfectly: it wouldn't be good if he went missing with the Shadow situation still not under control. But Kaskara wasn't about to forbid him from leaving; he was a long standing member and he was looking to further his own knowledge, which made him more useful and valuable to their pack. "Before I came to the creek, I lived in a pack in the flatlands," she smiled, explaining as she fell in step next to him.

"It's definitely an interesting area. Are you looking for anything specific?" Maybe if she knew what he was looking for, she'd know if Blue or Junior would be helpful. She would go with him if she could, but it didn't seem likely right now. "Ah, Naturalist. I'm more of a warden and warrior type. I wasn't ever very good with predicting the weather. The only thing I know how to predict is rain." She held up her forearm briefly, motioning toward the long-faded scar hidden by her fur there. "I nearly broke it on the cliffs when I was little. My mother bound it and forbade me from playing or wrestling for weeks. Since then, though, my leg always aches right before it rains."