Otter Creek My whole life can change in one week

The mountains weren't really his thing, and if he had a dollar for the amount of times he nearly fell to his death then he'd be fucking bill gates. It wasn't long before the pheonix decided to seek more stable flooring and when his paws finally reached the ground, he was more than greatful for it. 'Thank god...'

His path would lead him to what sounded like a creek, and towards a vaguely farmiliar scent he couldn't put his "finger" on. Though upon his arrival and the flash of a farmiliarly silver plume, his suspicions were answered. 

"Keres..." he called out softly with a smirk, trudging over towards the she-wolf with a tail waving softly behind him. Amongst the mess he's been through thus far, he was glad to see them. "Th'hell are you doin' all the way out here woman?"