Greatwater Lake The Perks of being a Lone Wolf

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Malcom started ripping off the trout's skin and devouring the pink flesh, he loved the taste of fish, and those from that lake in particular were exceptionally good. He let his guard down because he was confident he wasn't gonna be disturbed at all, so he focused on eating.

As Malcom finished his meal, he stood up on the pebbles that acted as shore, gazing at the lake, just admiring the view. The tranquility was then interrupted by another wolf, paddling his way in the water. -Oh f*ck!- he thought at first, but the other male seemed friendly enough for Malcom to keep calm.

The young male sniffed the air to catch any scent from the swimming wolf, he carried no particular pack's mark, but the water made it hard to tell for sure. "Hey!" He barked, "It's nice to see someone around for a change.."