Arrow Lake all i really want is something beautiful to say

The shift of nature drew his attention, and the male lifted his muzzle as another settled so close to him. His turquoise eyes swept over her, unreadable as always, and yet a low rumble pressed past his lips. The unknown wolf seemed to present no danger however, and as she lifted her muzzle after taking a drink of water, he blinked at her. She was completely unfazed at the interruption of his drink, and without missing a beat, the female commented on the weather.

Scimitar generally held a dislike for time wasting pleasantries, and so he only offered a shrug in turn, his eyes drifting away from her as he shifted his weight, placing more space between the two. "I guess," he replied noncommittally, moving away from her to drift in to the water now. The small waves lapped at his pale limbs, and inhaling sharply, he tried to relax as he waded further, feeling his fur slick against his belly now.