Lake Rodney Heartbeat Rhythm

The maiden voyage

Sunlight glittered over the steady rolling of the water. Buzzing insects, hungry for their colonies, made the rounds over every blooming flower within range. On both sides the clarity of the air revealed mountain peaks. Their summer, barren faces showing little of the life that swarmed them.

Amun put his paw on a fresh bear track in the mud. The monstrous size of the beast who had come before made his sides tingle. He lay down in the reeds and sighed. All of this was unfamiliar territory. He hadn't eaten in days. The meager months since his escape had left him sore, hungry, and lonely. Around him were not just the scents of bears and fish, but unmistakably wolves. Loads of them. His sisters had told him before their separation to steer clear of them, but Amun wanted more.

Listening to his heartbeat, he breathed slowly and pondered the idea of seeking out the wolves of the area. He closed his eyes. "Eiros, where are you?" he whispered.