High Tides

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This is the way the wind blows.

It would be easy to just fall off this place. Though if one knew how to fall, they could hit the water just right. These thoughts traveled through his head as he looked over the edge. Sending alarms and adrenaline through his veins. After a good dose of it, he moved away, well away from the cliff edge. A small snort leaving his throat. The heat here, it meant it hadn't rained in forever even more so the ground was dry. He kicked the dust lightly with a paw, interested slightly with how the wolves and the packs were dealing with this. It was why he preferred the north much, but exploring took a toll and he needed it. The large male would flick his tail behind him, oh well it didn't matter much. As long as he concentrated on his own survival at this very moment it would be alright.