Resting by the Riverbanks

*Coulter* · 04-05-2013, 06:28 AM

Coulter saw the fresh, beautiful flora and fauna before him as a place of harmony and peace. Each blade of grass was a precious emerald green, and was soft to the touch. A river fell through the rocks in the forest. This was his home- at least, for now. He wondered why no packs lived here; the wildlife was absolutely fascinating.
Coulter had a thing for flowers. The bright colors were so pretty. He got up and walked slowly over to a wild rose near the banks of the river and smelled its sweet, elegant fragrance.

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