Arrow Lake everybody come hang

Tahoe's tail swished behind him as he navigated through the loose woodland. Soon, he found his way to the shoreline. Ahead, the lake shone under the sunlight, gentle waves caressing its surface. McBride studied the landscape with a careful eye, planning out his route beforehand. His travelling companion, Alejandro, had adventured far ahead of him. Tahoe had chosen to hang back anyway, taking the time to familiarize himself with his surroundings. He figured he should catch up to the man soon—he had hung back for long enough. With a quiet huff, he hastily stooped for a quick drink before heading out. His tongue relished the cooling sensation of the fresh lake-water, liquid dripping from his jowls as he turned, lumbering off in search of his counterpart.

In roughly under half an hour, he had nearly caught up with Alejandro. He kept his nose to the ground as he ambled along, following the scent trail keenly. Based on how strong the scent was, the light-coated man had to be within sight. Snorting, McBride lifted his head, tattered ears perked as he visually scoured the land. Alejandro's marbled coat stood out starkly against the surrounding terrain. His brow furrowed as he observed the wolf, Ale's attention was clearly focused upon something; or someone. Tahoe searched for the subject, ultimately finding a tall lupine figure which stood nearby. Was this a relative Alejandro had been searching for? Perhaps, but he couldn't be certain. The stranger was a towering form with a unique brownish silhouette. They sure didn't look alike, based on what little he could see. Furtively, he drew nearer for a better view. He halted his advance about a dozen yards away, reaching a suitable post—a hefty, but short shrub which partly concealed him—then quietly sitting in the shadows. If one chose to look, they could find two gleaming yellow eyes staring back at them.