Greatwater Lake i am a laser

The Woods were tainted these days and he preferred spending as much time as he could away from them. Often he stayed, for duty bound him — duty to Damien, duty to Relmyna, even to his pregnant sister; the lives Sheogorath had wrecked — but other times he needed to get out. He longed back to simpler times when Burke had been in charge and when he had followed different paths. When he was often away from the pack on his journeys. Now he saw no more of the outside world than the paths that etched the Woods' frays and the territories that directly surrounded those paths.

He stretched his paws as he trotted towards the lake, feeling free for the first time in a long time, if only for a little bit. Ragged ears perked forward as he watched another wolf approach the lakeside opposite of him, not far away, and for now he continued making his way to the lake; once he reached it, he craned his neck to drink from the cool water.