Serpent Lake have you tried turning it off and on again?

The water was a wonderful thing. From the depth in which he floated, Kero paddled his feet here and there to maintain buoyancy with every exhale. Eyes closed, his expression became somewhat passive as he drifted aimlessly within the cool waters. This was his reprieve. His solace. It was his time to contemplate nothing and meditate.

A voice cracked through the air. His ears lifted as he paddled, turning his body in the lake water to better view the wolf who'd spoken. He recognized the male. It was the one from a mountain by one of the first stops he and Tonravik had taken after delivering the catatonic Kivi to Hoshor Plain's borders. The wolf's name escaped him, but he'd never forget a face.

Kero paddled, bringing himself back into the nearby shallows were the water met the shore. Lingering in the lake, he drew himself to lay with his paws facing the bank and his back towards the greater depths. "It's been a while. I hope all is well with you and yours."