Swiftcurrent Creek Good Life

Soon with hefty shaking and thorough grooming the worst of the cold water was removed, leaving his fur wet, a bit soggy even. It was a good thing that there were good few hours until the nighttime, which meant that he would be dry by the time he went to sleep. 

He was drawn away from his simple moment of contemplation, by the arrival of an older wolf. At a first glance the guy seemed friendly and nice, he reminded Merlin a little of the bachelor group he had lived with and naturally wondered, if this guy had ever met those guys, spent time with them even. 

"Oh, I am fine, the wrong foot and fall, that's all," he explained and grinned. "Name's Merlin, who are you?"