the few and the far between
03-24-2013, 11:51 AM
His vision was foggy as his sides stung with the cold water. He was confused and even felt a bit faint as he stood in he shallows, letting the running water rinse the blood from his pelt. He hung his head low, gazing at his reflection in the water. The wolf staring back at him looked older than ever; his muzzle was stained with blood from the fight, and his eyes looked tired and dull.
As he let the water wash over him, the scent of another finally found him. Carefully he lifted his head, inhaling gently. The aroma was familiar, but why he wasn't sure. Gingerly he padded through the shallows, eyes straining to see who might be nearby. His eyes focused on a small waterfall at the end of the lake, his eyes narrowing.
Could it be Rakshra? No, that seemed impossible... too good to be true. Unsure, he let out a gentle bark. He maintained his distance, hoping if the creature was threatening, he could leave before they made it to him or realized where he was going. Brown eyes gleamed in the moonlight as he stared across the lake, watching and waiting.
As he let the water wash over him, the scent of another finally found him. Carefully he lifted his head, inhaling gently. The aroma was familiar, but why he wasn't sure. Gingerly he padded through the shallows, eyes straining to see who might be nearby. His eyes focused on a small waterfall at the end of the lake, his eyes narrowing.
Could it be Rakshra? No, that seemed impossible... too good to be true. Unsure, he let out a gentle bark. He maintained his distance, hoping if the creature was threatening, he could leave before they made it to him or realized where he was going. Brown eyes gleamed in the moonlight as he stared across the lake, watching and waiting.
