Lake Rodney Won't you wait for a minute

The potential of coming across a meal was the only thing that drew Black Hat out of the woods. Today, he returned to the familiar neighboring lake. It was a massive source of water, so something had to show up, right? It's not like all the prey up and disappeared, and they all still needed nourishment the same as wolves did. On top of that, the earthquakes that spooked them all off were quelled.

So where the hell was everything? They were sure taking their bloody time coming back!

He wasn't all skin and bones, but it was safe to say the Nightwalkers' bellies could be a whole lot fuller than they were. His nose was glued to the ground to try and change that when an erratic movement caught his attention. A wolf in the distance was rolling in the mud... for some reason. Either he had a bad case of fleas, or he was up to something that required stealth. Well whatever, he was feeling particularly antisocial due to the recent events, so he had no intentions of approaching him unless the man proved himself to be either useful or reason for concern. Black Hat would've toyed with the idea of hunting him if he weren't alone, but alas. His search continued.