frolic aholic

@Kroc

After checking in on his companion at the plateau, Luke headed west, his back warmed by the late afternoon sun and his heart warmed by thoughts of a new home. The blue-nosed wolf was undoubtedly enjoying his lone wolf life, exploring the lands and meeting new faces as he did, but for someone as socially oriented as he, only meeting someone for a brief chat every few days or so was not enough. He yearned for the daily pack life, with pack mates never far, and he was excited to build lasting relationships instead of passing acquaintances. Luke did not know how long it would be before Harlyn founded her pack, but he could hardly wait.

In the meantime, he meandered down into a vale he had passed when exploring the sheep-inhabited cliffs one time before. At the bottom he found a dense forest, the canopy closed so much it almost took all the sunlight for itself, but what made it through the branches cast dancing shadows along the trees as Luke found his way to a winding creek at the forest's center. His nose had drawn him straight to it, and when he had finished drinking his fill he jumped into the water and made a show of frolicking and splashing around like a playful pup.