To my Own Tempo

Speech

Tempo wasn't even that far from the packlands, in fact, these had once been Abaven's lands but there was something liberating about not being surrounded by packmates feigning concern, or even worse ignoring his existence completely as most of the pack seemed to do. More than that he'd lately been drawn to the mind-numbing sound of the crashing water of the falls. It drowned out the thoughts in his head.

So to find he wasn't alone this time as he approached the falls didn't exactly sit right with the depressed boy. He sighed. From her frozen body language, she'd never seen a waterfall like this before. He angled himself away from her so that when he passed it wouldn't be too close, he had to try to mitigate his curse as much as possible. "Don't get to close, the falling water could crush a fully grown wolf under its force." He paused just long enough to toss the warning her way, maybe not even true but he knew that the base of the falls was incredibly dangerous, before heading towards the water at the base of the waterfall, flopping onto his stomach, the toes on his forepaws hover just over the banks of the river. Maybe it was ironic he'd give the unknown girl a warning and then immediately disregarding it for himself.