Whitefish River samakat bayda'

the sun is oft too much for jawahir, though they are not maladapted to arid climates. a personal preference -- borne of their love of night-work.
presently they dozed beneath the spotlight of the sun.
something large approaches. the sound of water parting around a traveling object brings some interest to the jewel, who observes with care.
a bear? no -- not piggish, just large. a wolf.
slowly a smile draws across their face; but they say nothing, watching as the wolf concentrates. jawahir cannot discern much about the wolf beyond their immensity or their inherent patience -- both being equally dangerous.