Swiftcurrent Creek because you live to torture me, don't you?

three days had gone by ever since they had left noctisardor bypass— three days of living in makeshift shelters, eating whatever they could hunt for and find. it was then had they reached the always-spoken-of swiftcurrent creek, the pack falwasi resided in and the pack paar had gone to.

she was glad shadow had chosen herself and flash to accompany him on this trip. it was a demonstration of his trust, and crëyr was grateful for that. the bypass was left in the paws of hjalmar, the snowy warrior, and she wondered if it was thriving or was already beginning to crumble. she wasn't sure with that, though, as she knew hjalmar was trusty enough.

they were a fair distance away from creek borders, and they were here for the sole purpose of seeking shadow's pups out, to see how they were doing. crëyr herself and flash were backup, she was told, as they never knew what would happen within this encounter.

shadow lifted his head and let out a howl, a song that echoed through the plains, requesting for whoever and whoever to approach. the sterling female wondered if paar was to answer— the last time she had seen her had been some months ago. would she also see falwasi?