Greatwater Lake won't you share this jam with me?

For Mercenary. Hoping for a friendly spar. AW!

The ebony wolf had the urge to wander a little out of his territory. The moment he set foot on neutral grounds, his paws took him to Greenwater Lake. It wasn't because he was thirsty: it was because he felt it was a need. It was the last place where he saw Nemesis and he couldn't help but feel she would be there again someday.

Upon arrival, he kept on high alert. Issun trotted around the water's edge, eyes darting around for that other dark pelt. To his happiness, she was nowhere in sight. Good.

The yearling turned towards the water, dipping his muzzle to take a drink. Senses were still sharp and ready.