Kismet still had a lot to learn of course, though he had begun to learn to navigate around parts of the island. The water, though he knew it to be crossable given the fact that the pack had already done so before, was still an area that he hadn't yet dared to venture near thought slowly but surely he was venturing further away from the family's den in each little expedition, expanding the area he knew. One day he'd try the swim, he knew that others of the pack had done so but he certainly wasn't about to attempt it.
That was why he now stood at one of the island's edges, mismatched eyes simply gazing across the expanse of water that lay ahead. He couldn't really remember the pack's old home, he'd certainly never gotten to explore it but he had heard enough passing comments and stories to remind him that the island hadn't always been their home. Apparently nor was it their only home, something that made him all the more intrigued.
He remained frozen to the spot though, paws simply dipped in the edges of the water that splashed against the side of the island. He had no further to go, and yet he wasn't quite ready to head back to the den just yet. Instead his mind wandered a little, attempting to imagine what the land beyond the island would possibly be like.
