Silver Creek out for a paddle

@Heston!

It was a very warm day, and Shreya looked more silver than grey as she walked out from among the trees and into the blazing sunlight. The old wolf eyed the river and then decided to go for a spontaneous paddle — she went in so deep then it was most of the way up her legs. Ahh, she said happily as the still water cooled her down. She spotted a fish flash by, but ignored it. Maybe she'd try to catch it later. For now, the famine of Silver Creek was ebbing and this relaxing moment was a sign of things returning to normal.