Whitewater Gorge Geronimo

The female tried to reassure him that she'd be fine, but Anwyl was still nervous being so close. Lots of bad things could happen. But he trusted the girl that she'd be alright. It was more that he didn't trust his own clunky paws. He couldn't help but smile when she made jest at him. Ok well if you say so. I'm Anwyl, nice to meet you. He nodded his head respectfully to the sun colored female as she continued walking towards the river.

The big baby whimpered a little, kind of scared to follow, but he planned to anyway. If he was so thirsty he would've went and found a puddle or some dew from a recent rain. Not climb down into a canyon to drink from a river. But she intrigued him, she was sassy but friendly, and she smelled of pack. This might be his chance to learn about some of Teekon's other packs. He sped up a little to reach her side, being careful all the same. He came to be by her side, he was taller but she seemed more dominant and perhaps even stronger. 

So why are you out here anyway? Are you on a mission or something? Anwyl realized it may have been a stupid question, but it was a question he'd like to know the answer to. He wanted to know more about Wildfire.