Swiftcurrent Creek does your daddy know

Despite the male's careful movements, when Magpie finally noticed him — at the sound of his digging — her every instinct told her ambush, ambush! and so the youth began to slowly back away. Her eyes nervously darted between the larger wolves, desperate to catch any sudden movements before they might spell her doom, until the pounding in her chest became too much to bear. She was young and flighty, naive to the world and aware of it; all she had to judge these new situations by were the stories the Corvidae had told of outsiders. And they were not good. When the timing seemed right, the youth scrambled away, breaking into a sprint when she gained her footing.