Whitefish River radioactive

i hate first posts with a new character >.< It was the sound of the rushing water that beckoned the hybrid to the river, pointed ears pinned forward as he pursued the source. Pads were dry and cracked from constant traveling, skin stretching over his bones as he pushed himself forward. Although he was usually well-fed, the yearling still appeared malnourished due to the coyote blood running through his veins – his body was much leaner than that of a wolf with sharp, angular features. He was growing desperate for the nourishment that the river provided, large paws thudding against the ground as he quickened his pace and ignored the dull ache that radiated from his toes. Water splashed against his paws, relief flooding his body as he lowered his muzzle to take a drink, claws curling into the soft sand. He was not sure exactly where he was, but it did not matter – his mother had wanted him and his siblings to explore on their own, and that was precisely what he was doing. Styx preferred it this way – he had been the constant reminder of a mistake that his mother had made. She had been blinded by the false affection that a stranger had given her, which resulted in the birth of Styx and his siblings. Unlike his siblings, who wore the tawny coat of a coyote, the shadow was the spitting image of the father he had never met. Styx was not bothered by the fact that he would never speak to his father – the stranger did not even deserve that title. The hybrid knew that, in time, he would eventually forget about his former life and the memories that came along with it. Dragging himself away from his thoughts, the boy glanced around nervously, nostrils flaring as he searched the air for any strange scents lingering around the river. A frown creased his dark lips as he lowered his hindquarters to the soft ground, a sigh falling off his tongue and staining the silence that surrounded him. With water sloshing around his gut and the sun warm on his back, the mutt could feel his energy being replenished. Styx would be back on the move again soon, each step putting more distance between himself and his past.