Swiftcurrent Creek And in the Naked Light, I saw

Moss had spent the night hunting, in need of an outlet for her anxiety. She hunted down a rabbit, and then tracked the movements of a small herd of dear. In the night, a fawn was born, only to be taken by the wolf moments later. Several other does were pregnant- she would watch over them in the coming days.

She brought the fawn with her toward Jakoul’s den, an area which she had avoided when she’d learned the woman was pregnant. Jakoul’s scent faded away, peculiarly, replaced only with Akavir’s. She thought she’d seen some anguish in his eyes, just days ago- but had not known the meaning of it.

Regardless, she approached with caution, carrying the fawn with her. Arric had already arrived, but she would wait until Akavir accepted her presence near the children before she’d enter the den.