Rapid Waters

The brute watched in pleasure as the waterfall fell down, creating a large uproar. The smell of the crystal waters, as well as some of the other scents of wildlife that passed through not to long ago, lingered in his nostrils. His bi-colored optics shimmered from the crystal blue waters that inhabited it. He had made the lands of South Ala his home, though, he knew that many other wolves and packs might think of the same thing, but, he was happy with a challenge or meeting new friends. He was young, but, he had much knowledge in hunting and healing, remembering seeing some of the plants that he happened to find when he was in his old homeland.

He closed his eyes. Taking in the cool winds and mist from the water that happened to come across his maw. He could hear the many other sounds, some of hare and other creatures eating their fill before bolting back into their burrow or tree from which they had come from. He was new, not having many friends at all; if any. The first wolf that he had encountered, he had made a bad first impression on due to not being able to speak to her at all. But, the male was determined to find someone to speak with and perhaps even have a friend.

The mahogany colored brute lied down at the shore, his eyes staying closed as he listened to the wind and water that reverberated past his lobes, causing them to move sometimes to catch the other sounds that happened to come across him, though, despite his bodies eagerness to investigate the many other sounds, he stayed put and listened. Though, he also wondered who he might come across now.