Arrow Lake all i really want is something beautiful to say

The ebony woman had trekked through the land for a couple days now. She was new to these lands, not sure whether she should really rest or walk onward and wander into trouble or meet new wolves who seem to come across her, or the other way around. Her emerald pools shifted as she could see a lake a couple yards from where she stood. A male seemed to be doing something, maybe fishing or getting a drink. Somehow, she guessed he was a pack wolf since the scent of a pack lingered in her nostrils. She huffed slightly and trotted over to the lake, meeting the cinnamon colored male who continued to quench his thirst now that the dame saw what he was doing.

Her tail swayed, but she was not aware of the action her body was doing and began to lap at the cool liquid as it ran down her throat and into her stomach. The cold water felt like a kick in the guts, but she was too thirsty too care as she soon finished her drink and looked to the brute, "Sure is a beautiful day today, isn't it?" She asked, giving a small smile to the male.