Swiftcurrent Creek tu olor

arric's interest sharpened. and she saw the shadow of humour in akavir's face. satisfied by her own successful wiles, silvertongue smiled a honeyed grin at them both, these two fighting men listening to her words. swiftcurrent creek. it was a simple name. but she doubted either of them were simple men. "the stars," she said softly. "a wolf named crowfeather leads us. he is gentle and wise. he communes with the clan in the stars. but we are also a place of healing and peace." silvertongue wondered if the swiftcurrent pair had a woman between them. they were very eligible, and soon she-wolves might seek them out, if they stayed here. her glassblue eyes were shrewd. "those are the things we have as trade. and hunting, always hunting. but perhaps there is something else i might provide." she looked boldly at each of them, eyeing the scars and heavy muscles, wondering lasciviously if they had ever come together for such enjoyment.