Swiftcurrent Creek lovesick i got that fever

this works! he's not dying btw, as my writing implies, lmao

The paladin hadn't had a chance to stretch his legs for a long while. He had made his way to the swift running creek under a canopy of trees, finally alone. Ibis was awake, whatever problems he ahd dwelled on in the past are fargone, he is at peace. He can finally enjoy his life and promote a better future for the wolves of Uaine Gorsedd...

Maybe his eyes had betrayed him. The whistling of white fur against the undergrowth? It couldn't be. . .
Best to simply ignore it.

The worst mistake of his life, and it would be the end of it. The death of a soul and consciousness of a happy man. To reborn with another. . .