Swiftcurrent Creek I don't wanna talk no more

@Akavir @Arric @Eshe

It had been awhile since Vasa had thought of settling. For many moons now she'd been wandering as if born to it, and perhaps in a way she was. She often thought of the day she'd nearly died as a sort of rebirth; a reformation, at the very least. But with time and age she found herself desiring, more and more, something constant. She wanted to settle down.

The creek pack caught her eye for the territory first; the size second. Not a tiny pack but certainly not a large one. Perhaps they could use a medic among their ranks.

Vasa howled at the border and waited for whoever would answer.