Greatwater Lake wrapped them in "I don't owe you a damn thing"

The night is clear yet dark. The sky dances with stars much alike his own shimmering, golden eyes. He’s walks along this massive lake he’s found himself near. Wandering from his territory has been happening more so as of late and he doesn’t find himself regretting it. For he finds beautiful scenery and has met plenty of interesting  characters. 

This night seems to be no different. As his wide, heavy paws carry him forth, his eyes glide along the lake, the sky, the trees, anything he can take in visually. When he does this he finds something most peculiar. Something swimming or floating in the lake. It’s fur is long and wispy and he can tell it’s not too massive in size; more petit than anything. The animal could be mistaken as a water nymph or perhaps a siren by the way it moves along the liquid. 

The brindled male instantly finds himself interested and he hurries himself to investigate. His eyes squint in the low lighting as he saunters up beside the creature adjacent to the bank. Then in one instant he’s astonished. It appears to be an all new type of animal he’s never seen in his life and he finds himself shamelessly gaping at her appearance. 

“Now, what are you?” He hums lowly, curiosity obvious in his voice.