Swiftcurrent Creek and the place you need to reach

I was hoping to backdate the thread somewhat - maybe a day or two after the fire? if that works for you!
a woman painted in fire approaches; a few short moments after the thought of simply beelining after Timber's scent crosses her mind. "a boy came this way - a few months old. I've come to take him home."  being courteous is forgotten in her burning need to find her brother, and it is only after a beat that she elaborates. "I'm Dawn; his half-sister, one of the leaders of Morningside. our territory burned, and he fled here." she doubts a panic-stricken boy launching himself into one's territory would be missed, and spares a glance at the pale youth by the woman's side, gaze flicking back to the woman in an instant.