Alpine Lake Walk a tightrope on a razor's edge.

Following his run-in with the coyote and with the afternoon heat doing nothing to improve his mood, the pale wolf turned his attention inland. He travelled smoothly and swiftly in his eagerness to escape the sun's intensity, and paused to rest for a time when he found himself some shade.

After a brief nap, Viinturuth carried on as evening crept in. Entirely unaware of the tragedy that'd rocked his brother's young family, he was in no rush to reunite. He could smell fresh water on the air and took a detour toward the source, and was delighted to see that the lake was vast. The water he lapped at was crisp and cool, and he drank deep.