Swiftcurrent Creek the two weed spots, the two hot glocks

feel free to skip Haw :) he's just watching

Unknown to Kieran, Hawthorn had been following him, following Heartha and was silently snickering to himself, thinking himself to be mightily amusing. But soon, scents swarmed by, scents that he did not recognise, and the figures ahead stopped. Distantly, he heard voices and conversation, and after a moment of consideration, he stalked forward silently. Though Hawthorn was naturally big, he still managed to be relatively quiet, only snapping a twig or two.

He made himself known quickly, sidling protectively beside Kieran, the tips of his guard hairs bristling nervously as Haw narrowed his eyes and eyed the tall strangers in front of them. Though he knew that most likely, nothing big would happen, he couldn't help but imagine the worst case scenario - so far, after all, everything that had happened had been a worst case scenario - and so, the pup bit his lip anxiously and waited, listening ever so attentively.