Swiftcurrent Creek time marches on [pack meeting · r2]

Pack meeting, everyone! @Eshe to post first, please, since I put in some mild PP (hope that was okay!) Hoping one week rounds will be sufficient enough for everyone to participate.  So next round begins on the 17th. <3 @Arric @Eshe @Arlette @ Viinturuth @Ensio @Sovereign @Cygnet @Bellatrix

A certain silence had blanketed over the creek in the days after he had cemented his relationship with Eshe.

But silence did not mean peace—if anything, the creek felt more in disarray than it had before, in so many ways. Mae and Wren had both abandoned the creek—lost in their grief that it was hard to find fault in it. Silvertongue—was she alive, or dead? He did not know—he could not think of it.

Kvarsheim and Gunnar’s quiet demand had gone unanswered thus far—and while he had hoped time between would temper his anger on the matter… it had only served to bring it to a low simmer. Maintaining—still burning.

He strolled quietly, for now—the silver of Eshe catching his eye every so often, her lofty smile drawing him in closer to steal a kiss every so often. They rounded the swatch of trees in their home—and after they had passed the tall dead tree, thicker into their home—he settled down down to a sit.

With a quirked brow to his mate, he lifted his muzzle then—summoning those that remained to them. A pack meeting—Swiftcurrent’s very first.

They had much to discuss.