Greatwater Lake It's not ours to break

byll was annoying, pushing him away, denying him the pleasure of entering her god-kissed body. and so he left her in a huff, loping toward a lake he had explored only briefly in their passing. hunger gnawed it him beneath his irritation -- the latter was soon forgotten, for buffalo was satanic in his self-gratification, and slaked his thirst with a couple of long and cool draughts. 

his mismatched gaze wandered down the bank until he saw another wolf staring balefully into the waters, hunched down. pale as he was. the man gave a chuff and began to move toward her, curious about what it was she did.