You're pretty damn r00d

The west had practically become his own little home, despite of how hot it was. The sun beat him down like some damn stick, baking him to a crisp. But it was still...nice. After all, there were still some nice little places here. Like the Wolfpaw Lake! He liked this place! The sun wasn't too hot, and the lake provided a swimming pool and food. How nice was that? There was green grass, trees here and there, etc. And he's been here a few times before...he could remember. He met a strange woman who was the queen of some pack...he could tell, she liked to antagonize. But he still got to experience the lake so...good for him. The man sighed and lowered his head to the water, drawing his tongue across the cool liquid and lapping it up into his jaws. He swallowed smoothly and smiled with satisfactory...until suddenly, he propelled himself into the water, causing a massive wave to splash it's way to shore. He paddled his large limbs and hovered his head above the water easily, while his tail playfully slapped at the surface and sent droplets of water flying. Ah, he loved being relaxed like this. It was so nice...after all the stress he's been through. He wondered if another shit head would come in and ruin his fun...?