Rising Sun Valley Eccentric orbit

Deimos watches as Keyni trails the riverbank, coming to a neat sit at its edge. It's a picturesque picture: her tiramisu coloring, depicted against a black-and-white blue river. He wishes he could keep that image in his memory forever. It's not just Keyni, but the picture as a whole - a sluggish, idyllic river with bright rays of sunshine coming off of it.

She mentions she's in a similar situation, and that's pretty encouraging to Deimos. He's been along long enough to know people like him aren't that common. Most wolves want to feel they belong, or have a sense of purpose. "Did you see any packs you liked?" He asks, wondering if she's had better luck than him.