Whitefish River here and there

“You are...” He fumbled in his mind a moment and his tone dropped just slightly as he sought a word that would be true but so hiding why it was he stared “intriguing” his tongue flicked out to caress his lips momentarily.

He watched her look up, and thought that odd but brushed it off as she asked a question that brought home some guilt, but after the pack meet he felt suffocated by the disconsolate pack. He drew a deep sharp breath as he tried to find the proper wording for a reason. He could find none, He would also find it hard to come up with a reason to return there.

He leapt forward a few strides and splashed the water sending up a large wave of water, partly out of frustration and partly out to the need to have some fun. And then, there it was... his reason for leaving.

“I left to have some fun, I just don’t seem to fit into that somber pack. I probably should have not left my Lone wolf status and joined a pack without thoroughly scouting them first, I was just so lonely.”

Lonely and stupid he quipped in his mind but kept it to himself. She would probably think that of him anyway, most if not all the wolves he had met lately considered him stupid. he bounded and few more feet and splashed the water again scaring fish that had gathered in all directions.