Swiftcurrent Creek tu olor

“We will come to meet your Crowfeather.” He paused, eyes sweeping over her with a finality to their brief interlude. “And you can tell him we will be hoping to discuss a rambunctious crew of wolves who we would like to eradicate from the valley,” he continued, eyes casting their direction to Arric. The ragtag group might have only been within the creek stirring trouble thus far—but surely their neighbors could appreciate the want of keeping the unsavory group away from what could otherwise be a peaceful camaraderie.

Her words of promise stirred a certain bemusement in the man—he surely didn’t see it panning out to fruition, but for now, he simply cast her one last lingering look, turning and allowing his shoulder to brush upon his companion’s as he took his leave from the group.