Think of it as living quickly

Surra could smell, far off, more wolves. They seemed to be new - not the same scents he had smelled from afar when he first came to Horizon Ridge. Were they new members? He wondered at first. But it didn't make a lot of sense. There were four, maybe five new scents. He couldn't distinguish them perfectly from far off. And so he decided to move towards their source - towards the beach at the edge of the Horizon Ridge territory.

The young male trotted through the forest, ducking under low branches and stepping lightly over fallen ones, weaving in and out between trees. If his search came to nothing, at least this part would be enjoyable. He preferred trotting through the trees to full-out running, in most cases - it was enough to get his blood flowing through his veins, but not so fast that he couldn't enjoy the sights and sounds around him. He loved the earth, truly, and saw such beauty in it.

Soon enough, Surra ducked through a final low branch and emerged onto the beach. The scents far off were stronger, but, still far off to be sure. If Surra had to guess, they were beyond Horizon Ridge Territory. He lifted his nose and sniffed the air, and a familiar scent hit him like a brick - Pump. He whipped his head around and saw her walking through the water's edge not far from him. Immediately, Surra's tail dropped in respect, and as she approached in his direction he dipped his head to her with a slight smile.