Under my control

*Sota* · 11-04-2022, 11:55 AM

Sota wanted to allow the pup a reasonable amount of freedom, as long as he was within eyesight. At least pups were easy enough for the minuscule man to manage - it was only when they got older he'd start worrying about not being able to control them. For now it was a doable feat though. He kept a careful eye on Thorn as he moved away from him and then gravitated toward him again, letting him explore the things he wanted to investigate without being too overbearing. It was a beautiful sight watching him and the way he took in the world around him, with so much wonder and interest. It was a shame most wolves grew out of such a mindset; it was a good reminder to appreciate everything around him as if he was seeing it all again for the first time.

"Okay, a little closer is fine, but not too close," he warned him, caving in easily to the pleading look the boy shot him. "It's not too deep, but certain parts are fast. Something about how the water moves around the rocks..." Sota gave a little shrug. He didn't know the exact mechanics behind it but he'd heard of even shallow creeks being quite dangerous due to the speed of water flow through the rocks. Thorn getting caught in these waters was the last thing he needed.

The dam grew closer up ahead, no longer just a few sticks like it originally appeared to be in the distance. "That's a beaver dam," he explained, slowly as they approached it. Maybe if they were lucky they'd even spot one of the little guys. "They build them to sleep in, to protect them from predators - like us." And he had no doubt one day Thorn would grow to be a great predator indeed, sword and all. "Not that I've ever eaten a beaver before," he thought to add. They were much closer to the dam now, and the water, the sound of the trickling creek much louder now.

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