Swiftcurrent Creek Winter is a cruel creature

Kieran hadn't seen Kaskara very much. She was far too busy helping to keep the pack running smoothly. HE didn't mind so much, it was nice to have a friend, but he didn't depend upon her as most would for conversation at all turns. He was a solitary and quiet individual anyway.

Kieran turned towards the sound of another and gave Kaskara a smile. He tilted his head and chuckled quietly. After the small smile he gave her, the language of his forefathers came from his lips like a secret kiss. It was a language he had not forgotten and one that was so very close to his heart. "Dia duit"