Swiftcurrent Creek the sun will settle on dust

Kieran was late to the party, but it was for a good reason. He had been hunting again, like normal. Gleaning through one last time, before it was time to move. He didn't know when they would move, or where they would go. Just that they would, and as he promised Kaskara, he would follow the leaders wherever they went. He dipped his muzzle to the ground, gave one last look around, and trotted towards the meeting.

Stopping at the edges of those around, as was usual. He dipped his muzzle to Kaskara and Scimitar, even gave Bazi and Star a small nod. Then he just sat and waited, his mahogany tail curled around, large paws. Green eyes taking in the view, while the scar that had been reopened continued to heal. It was nothing more than a scab now, but the pain that had come when it had been re-ripped open. It was something he didn't wish to experience a third time.