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The once proud wolf was now a very sorry sight, panting to himself, his chest heaving in and out and dripping all over the riverbank not even bothering to dry off. Finally his barking ceased and he once more focused on the river. Then grinning to himself he saw another one of the slippery creatures approach. He lined it up with the tip of his nose and inhaled, deeply but at the same time quietly. Then drawing back his head and shoulder he was ready to strike, that is until he heard a voice from behind him putting him off completely.
Sighing to himself in frustration at the disturbance he turned to face the female. "I had noticed." He rolled his eyes and shook his head away from her careful not to splash her as he dried off. Once he was a tad more presentable he addressed her again. "They're just so..." he searched for the right word or phrase, anything to explain why he was so awful at this simple yet frustrating task. A defeated sign escaped him. "Who am I kidding? They're not just so anything, I'm just so pathetic I think."
He moved a little closer to her and took a slightly softer tone. "Apologies, I forgot my manners in all the frustration. I'm Smoke and apparently I'm not very good at fishing." His ear perked up and he smiled ion the light females direction. "However if you need a rabbit, I'm your wolf. Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit. I'm fed up of bloody rabbit to be honest, but still."
Flashing another grin in her direction he stopped talking and gave the female room to introduce herself if she wished, or leave, he would not be surprised if she did after his ramblings.
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