Wapun Meadow wildflowers

For the brief moment Fang watched, the half-smile appeared on his features. He shook his head in the negative slightly before shuffling his bulk around the edge of the stream. Finishing his readjustment he let one of his fore-paws touch the cool water as he sized up the male before him. He let out a small bark of a laugh. Comes with the territory, live up on the mountain, ruin shit. It's what they do. He rolled his shoulders in a shrug as if dismissing it like an everyday fact. And whose day am I ruining now? He did his best to keep his tone light. Despite the lack of playfulness that usually hang around him. Speech thoughts