Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

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The brute paused as a scent touched his nose. He knew if he held still the source of the silence would become clear to him. And it did. The scent was blood clear as day to his canine nose and something else. Feline. Perhaps there had already been a hunt but then again there were no scents of prey creatures surrounding him. He waited as the scent grew closer and stronger and he had a familiar scent in it as well. Turning he spotted the golden tabby and his tail flicked slightly. His crimson eyes ran up the tigers body, looking over his blood caked coat.

He reminded silent as the feline spoke a a moment afterwards giving the cat a hard look as he spoke. The scent, yes it was familiar... What was her name again? Moonriver yes that was it right? "Just a brute moving back towards the mountains," He said his crimson eyes fixed on the feline's blue ones. "You have blood on you, smells like you might have killed someone I acquainted recently," He added casually.

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