Big Salmon Lake And Though Urbanity Was Not Without Its Flaws

For @Valencia and/or @Simmik , @Mauri , also, Gawain curses but i wasn't sure if that means i need to make it mature

Where the fuck were they?

The white-faced yearling scanned the land surrounding them for the millionth time in the past hour, the breeze that had been kicking up tickling his face lightly as his eyes swept the horizon. Of course, nothing had changed, he was still completely lost, none of the landmarks he had been told to look for in sight, and with and incomplete mission on his back. Surely the elders would have his head for the offense if he didn’t follow through, or worse, Mauri’s. At the thought, Gawain’s head flicked from where he had been surveying the landscape, eyes seeking restlessly. He settled when he found what he was searching for; a dark flash of fur moved swiftly across the land ahead of him, dark figure distinct against the terrain. 

The wolf pulled himself from where he had been stood head first, accelerating his pace until he was at a casual bound as he moved towards the shadow. “Mauri,” the yearling called out, his voice carrying over the open .“Godsake, slow down a bit would you?” Gawain slowed as he neared her, chuffing softly to gain her attention. He attempted a soft nip at her flank, snuffling grumpily as he approached. “Just, you can’t get too far ahead of me out here, right? We don’t know this territory, yeah. So just…stay close okay,” his voice was soft as usual, tone more of a plea than a reprimand; the kid knew he had absolutely no say over his sister’s doings, but he hoped, stubborn as she was, the girl would hear him out.

She just- Mauri was small and it was unfamiliar here and Gawain was already anxious - and fucking hungry, jesus when had he gotten so damn hungry- it was just easier if she stayed near him.He glanced away after her reply had been given, gazing out onto the lake ahead of him. “Maybe we should just, stop and get a drink, yeah?” He mumbled softly, trying to quell his worries momentarily with the promise of some fresh water. Gawain turned his vermilion eyes back on the smaller girl, awaiting her response whilst trying to suppress the tension in his shoulders.

 

nope! you don't have to mark it as mature for cussing
pping lenny with permission

She wanted to swim and had been on her way out of the territory towards the lake when she had come across Lenny finishing up a patrol. Her dark packmate had accepted her invitation to come with, and she had eagerly set out for the cool water of the lake. 

Most of her time exploring had been solitary aside from the times she happened across a stranger, so she was excited to have a friend come along with her. She felt more relaxed than if she were on her own, and it showed in the bouncy steps she took as they moved through the valley away from their forest. 

It took most of the morning for them to finally reach their destination, and Simmik bounded forward, ready to launch herself into the water, only to find herself skidding to a halt when she saw the two strangers standing near the edge of the lake. She stood up straight and eyed them suspiciously, her playfulness gone for the moment until they could make sure these two weren't dangerous. They were an interesting-looking pair, she thought. One was mostly grey except for his head and leg, which looked like they had simply been missed while he was being colored. And the other one, much smaller than her companion, was two different shades of grey with white accenting her cheeks and front paws; her tail was most intriguing to the the snowy beta, though. 

She didn't offer any words yet; instead, she continued to look them over with her shrewd gaze as she sought to decipher whether or not they would cause problems for the two women.