On The Lazy River

He had spent some time near the river now. As much as he was a wanderer by heath he did enjoy properly exploring a new area ones he found it. So he enjoyed some lazy days. Listeing to the sounds of nature. All maner of things skuttled flaped or fluttered. Combined with the sounds of water moving over rocks and the jumbing of fish. It was noicy really, but he found himself dosing off to that noice more than ones. It did have it's own form of peacefullness to it.

He had tried catching fish at one point, but had quickly given up. They where to slipery and quick and he was too slow and clumpsy in the water. It didn't matter he could catch land bound prey to get by. Always enough so that he didn't starv, but never so he wasn't at least a little hungry most of the time. There was limits to what one could do on their own and he was no master huntsman.

He had been resting hidden at least partally by some bushes when new sounds prickeled his ears. Something larger was moving about. Above him in a tree his squrrle friend gave a quick warning cry. Looking for all the world like just a wild critter, but Ruosta knew better. They where an odd duo. He protected Niehtti from langer animals and in return he had someone to keep an eye out when he rested.

He got up and shock off some leafs that got stuck in his pelt and looked around. It didn't take him long to spot the black and white wolf not to far away. Apparatly gathering stuff. He was vary of the stranger but also curius. He jawned. "Buorre iđit," he said before quickly added the english translation as well. "Good morning."