Swiftcurrent Creek Winter is a cruel creature

Kieran would not allow Kaskara to give up. He would work with her, until she understood. He would help where he could. It was nice to have another know his language as well, but mostly he just didn't want her to give up. Why give up something because it was hard, you would never learn to rise to the challenge.

"Earraigh" He repeated the next word, he'd stick with the theme of seasons.

"Sprin'" He tilted his head towards her as she spoke curious as to how he could hlep her.

Her next words caused him pause. The misstrust of Shadow was palpatable, and it was strange. The one time he had met the male, he had been kind to him and pleasant company. He wondered what had happened, or if he had just hid his baser nature all that time.Kieran smiled at her.

"Naw, nade ter worry kaskara. dare are so many av us. al' av us 'ill protect waaat is ours. oi nu oi 'ill, yer chucker not worry av de tension. an' if yer ever nade a 'elpin' paw, i'll be dare. al' yer 'av ter chucker is 'owl."

He dipped his muzzle down and placed a paw across it. A small sign of promise he supposed, in his own way. Much like a human would touch the corner of their nose. Ah spring with it would come it's own issues, women and men, babies and plans.

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