Duck Lake Cruel limits

Rex glanced down at Pheiros’ paws. Muck from the lake’s shore lingered on them, and though it could have been from elsewhere, the story checked out. The black wolf gave a half-hearted shrug of his shoulders. His head tilted to the side with the motion.

A moon’s journey from here. It’s nothing much to marvel over, hence why I’m here and not cooped up back there. The hint he’d left his hometown because it was boring laid strong over his words. A percentage of that was true. He beamed again.

So, my mystery has been solved. Much appreciated detective work, Mr Pheiros, Rex teased. But why circle the lake? The mention of his pack had intrigued him. It seemed, however, that it was not nearby enough that would warrant such patrolling. A light bulb moment appeared for Rex a beat later. Ah! Could it be that you were looking for me?