Greatwater Lake rattle

Crescendo blinked his eyes open. The stench of Swiftcurrent creek was strong once again, and Crescendo could make out the shape of a brute through the foliage. Soundlessly, he stood, and approached the newcomer through the battle. As he approached, he suddenly recognized the figure. Scimitar, the alpha of the sheep pack. And wreathed around him was the heavy scent of the girl.His smile faded a bit. So it was the alpha's mate he had-almost-fucked? Oh well.

"Hey Scimi!" Crescendo called out to the male he towered over. "Your girl and I, we had a great time! You should have been there!" His voice was gloating and light, but his eye's were the opposite.