Weather: 77 degrees - 5mph winds - partly cloudy. The weather was HOT! Kasprus was not too fond of it, and he found himself cursing whenever he stepped out into the rays than he did when in the shade. Either way, it was muggy, it was hot, and Kasprus hated it. All Kasprus wanted was a little bit of cool off, but since it was apparent that the yearling wasn't getting that, he figured he would make everyone else suffer too! So far, he hadn't come across anyone else, and not that he minded being by himself, it was just creepy in the Soulless Forest. The brown and sand colored yearling stepped out into the sunshine again, for a few seconds. "God damn this forsaken heat!" Even though he was a yearling, he talked like an adult, and acted like one. The boy was fairly intelligent and calculating, so it didn't take much for him to know who someone was when talking to them. More or less, he could tell how one would act by reading body language. He also had a poker face for a good reason, so others wouldn't read him either. Today, Kasprus had little on his mind, other than the fact that he had no home essentially. Since leaving his family after disliking how they ran the pack with little to no constant training, the muscular pup moved to some sort of water while thinking about memories of his past. The more he thought of how stupid his pack was, the more irritated he got, and the more he hated the damn head. Where was a river when you needed one!?

Coulter was limping through the heated lands when he suddenly spied a youngster in front of him, cursing the high temperature.

His fur was caked with sweat, and his leg still hurt him after his walk from the river, but he thought that maybe it would be nice to talk to him, maybe guide him back to the river that Coulter had just came from.

Would you like to go escape the heat with me by the river? We can cool down there. Oh, and by the way, my name's Coulter."he called to the yearling.

	Weather: 77 degrees - 5mph winds - partly cloudy. As much as he was irritated, when he noticed that a wolf approached, one older than he, and spoke to him about a river. Finally! Relief to come! Kasprus nodded and headed in the direction, and remembering the sound of Coulters name. Coulter also didn't smell like a lone wolf. Coulter smelled like he had others with him, or had been around others. Kasprus smelled like.. well, Kasprus. "Kasprus. Or Kas for short. Only friends call me Kas." Kasprus was firm on the 'Kas' portion of his name in hopes Coulter would remember. As they approached the shore of the river, Kasprus galloped forward and dove right in. Ah, water! At the same time he was sitting in it, the yearling took big gulps from it and drank more than he probably should, but he knew later in the day he would become more dehydrated, so he hoped that the amount of water he drank would last him until the evening. "You said your name was Coulter? What brings you out here in the empty packless woods, rather than where you come from?" Kasprus asked, switching his cyan and red eyes from the surface of the water, to the form of Coulter. The boy looked not much older than two to Kasprus, which was nice to see in any case. "And why would you help a loner like me?" Kasprus didn't like the idea of being a loner because it gave off the image that loners had no sense of loyalty to any one wolf or pack, no priorities, and generally didn't care for rules. Granted, that was not what being a loner meant, but it meant that to him, so anyone he met that was pack bound helping a loner confused him just a little because typically, the pack bound wolves he met looked down on loner wolves, in a sense. Sorry for the delay! Got too much tied in my days ><'' Fixed!