Not way back

He felt how his dry throat was slowly cooled by the fresh liquid that now flooded his esophagus. It contrasted well with the heat inside his organism. As he allowed the water to asses his body, his blue eyes remained lost into the reflection that the creek's surface produced of him. He appeared like a lion hybrid, more than a wolf. But beyond that mas what did he saw? Did he ever accepted who he was? But he did never though on that deep enough to make it important. It wasnt a life and death answer to find, knowing or not wouldnt bring any change or essential knowledge to his life, a life he saw as just a tool, a tool to be useful, to be tough, to stop others from looking down on him. He held no remorse anymore, what he did was made because he wanted, because he saw it important regardless of what others said.

The wind flew, making his cocoa hairs, along the lion's mane. His tail hanged down relaxed, ears up on his crown. His body didn't reflect concern or tension, confident, secure of himself. After he was done satiating his need of water, he rose his head, making a few droplets crawl down his chin and land into the water before his legs. Eyes blank, lurked around as his tongue brushed dry his lips.

But then, Kaira his falcon let alarm calls free, warning the male of an incoming wolf. One that approached in a quite hostile manner. Azure eyes narrowed as he got himself into a defending posture. Ready to counter the aggression. But as he managed to lift one of his clawed paws ready to pounce, this female's features changed. Relaxing along calmer words. He placed his paw back to the ground, still with his gaze shaped in suspicion. He wasn't afraid, he was simply serious and not allowing bullshit to come unanswered.

"Morning." He replied, shortly as he always spoke to everyone. Hs body relaxed, Kaira the hawk flew to a branch, observing from afar. And there he listened to the woman's justifications. He didn't see that as a big deal, an small misstep wasn't a reason to make a whole show, or drama. "I see." He didn't judge her at all, anyone would had mistaken him of a cat with his items on. Did he had to apologize? He saw no reason for that, he had nothing to say sorry for as he saw no fault on him.

"The talking"