Kintla Flatlands Moon Light

Ludovic sees a beautiful sight- a refuge of water. Treading close to the lake's brink, weary and groggily from the long journey. Paws rested still, splayed on the cooler terrain as his tail sat idle. His strong shoulder blades protrude, body lowered slightly as his neck streched down, maw parted as a salmon tongue came to cup at the water that broke into ripples like a fabricated blanket. His audits perk, swiveling as his orbs of melon pink look about. Distrustful of his newer surroudings, Ludovic kept alert whilist drinking- tongue lapping as droplets flew, drenching his chin as he rose up abruptly, strong visage turning to peak behind before turning back to look afar. Orbs glisten in the younthful night, indigo skies complimenting his darker, longer pelt. He looked lovely amongst the moonlight despite his tiresome efforts to arrive. His glowing orbs staring silently as he sighed, sniffing and learning about this place.  Old, some new-, scents of wolves signifying prey about. Packs even. Ludovic poises tall, his dark cocoa frame strong as the bloke stood silently. Embracing the serenity of the night.