Great Bear Wilderness these feet aren't fast enough for me

«No prob at all! And btw, I meant Lawl, but autocorrect told you Lake. Haha»



Again he thanked the sweet bi colored babe that checked him to the right direction, and after nearly taking a breather, he shoved his nose to the ground, and started sniffin. He was damn sure gonna find his way home, or.....

...
......
Sniff.
...

Sickness.
Damnit, here we go.

The golden doctor followed the path of pain his nose nosied on out, and lightly nicked it on a Bush stick. 

"Hey, what's the big idea, bramble? You wanna go? I've been through Hell, Heaven, and a Pit Stop, and ya got nerve ta..."

There's a wolf not 2 feet from him...
And you decide to pitch paw at a Bush?
...Don't judge me, dude.
Too late.

"Ya lookin comfy, bro. Got a snab for a nother' nab?"

A friendly greeting to the pale lupine under him, and it was only a temporary one, before he realized this wolf was the smell he had tracked of sickness.

Ah hell on a hampster paw. 

"Dude, you chill?"