Alpine Lake the crownless again shall be queen

short post, sry~

Ksenia shakes herself out a few more times, water and mud flying everywhere, and she doesn’t look so much like a drowned rat, however she’s distracted easily enough when a crashing sound crosses the lake. She snaps her attention across the way to a wolf diving head first into the water. Grey eyes narrow but from her distance, little can be made out, but she watches for a few more seconds anyway. When the wolf has backed out enough for her to consider they weren’t drowning themselves and relaxes enough to drink, Ksenia makes up a few steps to a sturdier part of the bank.

She looks away, the tree line of the lake and the mountain merging. It would be easy to back away and keep her distance but the famished wolf dowsing himself in water holds her attention for a little bit longer.