Swiftcurrent Creek I wanna take you somewhere so you know I care.

Over a month since his departure, Viinturuth returned to Swiftcurrent Creek.

The wild Winter weather had slowed him since he'd left the wasteland to begin his journey homeward, and the pursuit of a territorial cougar in the mountains had forced him to detour. The pale wolf had managed to evade the beast's claws, thankfully, but the last thing he wanted was to lead it directly to the pack.

The snows had been unforgiving, and he arrived at the outskirts of his birthplace significantly leaner than he'd been on departure. It was not ideal considering the long wait until Spring, but he was hopeful that Akavir would greet him with warmth.

He'd probably thought he'd vanished, as the ranger had often done in the past.

Truthfully, he'd considered it. His instinct was to settle, to put down roots, but something deep at the heart of him ached for his old lifestyle. Viinturuth moved quietly across the frozen threshold of Swiftcurrent, dread weighing in his belly to have come back with nothing significant for @Akavir of his rogue daughter.