afire.

Heat was harder on the Cockney pre-teen than on him. It was mostly because Olor had seen so many summers in a hot, fetid swamp, while this was Ollie's second summer. He could tolerate the heat, but it didn't mean he wasn't annoyed by it. The both of them made it their main prioriety to find a cool water source, hopefully with some shade to stay the night in.

To his delight, the sound of water caught his attention first. His thick-plumed tail wagged as he barked and gestured towards the direction. Ollie dashed off in front of him and he loped behind her, lacking her speed but not her enthusiasm. As he grew nearer he could hear Ollie's yelp followed by a splash. Naturally, the waif had jumped into something without looking where she was going.

The pool they had found was home to two waterfalls, not just one. The pool was large, benefiting from the water source above. A shaded area, bedded with soft-looking grasses looked particularly inviting. The swan-like mute was about to head over when he heard a soft bark from Ollie. She was looking up towards a wolf at the top of the falls. He didn't make a sound, only looking up at the wolf as well. Were they trespassing again?