Watching you, watching me
02-23-2015, 05:57 PM
He would watch the wolf step onto the beach, a good distance away, his own dark shape concealed in the shadows of a tree at his watching post, and he went apparently unseen as the stranger moved onto the beach and down into the water. He was about to cast his eyes back into the forest land, when he realized that the wolf was having difficulties getting his head out of the water, he watched only a second longer to ensure he was reading the situation right, and then he was off, running across the beach in a strong stride, and then plunging into the waters with a great splash. It took only a couple kicks of his feet and then he was near the male, his teeth around the others scruff, as he turned his head and made an effort to pull the other wolf over his own shoulders. The added weight made it more difficult to win, but the stocky built wolf was large and powerful and he could manage it for a short while. He kicked and paddled and brought them back to land, when it was shallow enough to walk he gripped the wolfs scruff again and carefully placed him on the sand, head to the side and ensuring his head was well away from the tide. “Sir, are you alright?' he asked, his critical gaze roaming the other wolf for injuries and ensuring he could breath, even as a paw gently pressed to the other wolfs stomach to push out the water he had inhaled. |
