Oh my soul

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!