afire.

The heat was unbearable to the young juvenile. So the first thing she looked for as they neared the coast was a water source. They would have headed to the sea, but you can't drink saltwater. Plus, it's sandy and the birds were annoying. Oh, and there was the chance that you could get swept out into sea. That was the worst part.

She and Olor kept in the forest, hoping to get some relief from the heat but to no avail. It was drenchingly humid as well, and the shade does not block humidity. Ollie's ears swiveled left and right, hoping to find water of some kind. Hell, she would have taken a swamp if it meant getting out of this heat. Luckily for them, Olor barked and pointed his head towards the sound of fast rushing water.

Ollie yelped happily and ran towards the sound, knowing that it must be a waterfall of some sorts. As soon as she saw the water spray she gave a quick howl and darted to the water's edge, hopping in. When she resurfaced, she was met with the sight of another wolf on the top of the falls: a thick-furred guy with dark fur. "Oh. 'ello there, guv'nor. Is this place yours or summit?." They were constantly running into someone's territory without knowing.