Big Salmon Lake Mumbling To My Heart

He needed a break. Room to roam. His feet were far too accustomed to wandering to be fully comfortable with staying in any one place for long. He was restless. It was a common thing and a mentality that was hard to break as soon as one became fully adjusted to the life as a loner. Places to see. Faces to meet.

Back there? Everywhere he turned it was as if that brown bear of a wolf was following. Or rather, everywhere Toni went, that wolf was her shadow. If the male felt so threatened by his presence, Kero would give him room to breathe. He could piss on their alpha all he wanted. It only made Kero think less of him. He was crowding.

Not far from the spine, there was another lake. He remembered it from his previous travels. No he wanted to test his memory and see if he could find it again. Putting his inbred talents to the test, he travelled and wandered, crossing many a landscape until he happened upon the water again. He sipped from it, drinking just enough to whet his whistle before he was on the move once more. 

Kero took a lap, circling the edges of the water. What he found, was a curious scene, but not entirely unlike one he'd been in himself not long before. A female, one he recognized, napping in the shallows. Kero smirked and situated himself on the shore. Seated, he lingered, letting her sleep as he sat a silent sentinel.