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Rhythm spent time in the rapids not only because of the great clay deposits, but also to visit her niece’s grave. She took a long few moments to silently convene with her. Her heart still hurt with the pain of loss, but she was here now to help uphold what Shaye built here. She sighed heavily as she picked up her silver marked body from the ground. With her arthritis laying on the bare ground for too long spelled discomfort for days.

SShe’d feel better once she got her paws to work anyway. The little sparrow Feather led her down the banks of the river, it was finally flowing again. Just in time for winter. She continued on to a favored clay pit, it was smaller and she didn’t take huge amounts from it. However this was some of the best clay she’d ever found to work with. If only it was more bountiful.

The bird and the wolf arrived at their destination and got to work, Rhythm feeling blindly around her as she started to scrape up a bit of the semi wet clay. Neither noticed the other wolf headed towards them.