Greatwater Lake i don’t know where i’m goin’

Reckless he was but oblivious? Hell no. This wasn't his first rodeo. One of the lake's inhabitants could intercept him at any moment and he wasn't about to get ambushed. He stayed low, made his steps as silent as he could. Every few seconds he would pick his head up and scan the area for any signs of wolves or prey. As his eyes glance over the surroundings, he catches sight of crimson hairs. 

Oh shit. It had to be one of the locals and he was coming straight for him. Well mission failed. Rafael wasted no time sprinting in the opposite direction. He needed to get out of here before any reinforcements came.