Mudminnow River gotta stand tall and aim higher

This place was amazing. Sure, the water was basically undrinkable, but he could see fish in there, and not to mention the plants growing by the side of it! So far he'd seen burdock root, plum trees, and crab apple trees. There was no point in taking any of it with him, but just those three things had so many uses that he knew he'd be coming back around here to gather from them in the future. 

             Evien padded down the silty riverbanks, nose nearly touching the ground, and not at all looking where he was going. He didn't realize when he approached the wolfdog - only when he bumped his forehead against one of the bigger male's haunches. 

             Eyes flashed up immediately and widened. "Sorry, I, uh-" he began, then cut off, brows furrowing. Was... this a wolf? He'd never quite seen anything like him. The curled tail, the shorter muzzle. He almost looked bearlike. Evien didn't mean to be rude, but he was dumbfounded.