A Rock In A River [AW]

The glowing stallion ambled carefully through the stalls and yurts, eyes flicking here and there, ears pricking and swiveling as he took in the almost overwhelming activity and chatter, and music.

He towered over most of the structures, having a good view of everything. There were a few tents that were exquisitely made to have a higher ceiling. It reminded him of his mother’s stories, and he drank all of this in with a sense of amazement and fascination. So many wolves, so many pups. He had to navigate carefully, watching for swarms of pups. He wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if he stepped on one and broke something.

His tail flicked in thought as he swung his great, horned head around, studying the veritable rivers and creeks of wolves before he picked a direction and made his way through the crowds, finding the most open paths.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think