Arrow Lake Sweet Emotion

Sybol had been told to go west. He had hoped the direction was right, he kept calling out, "Hello, is anyone here?" Without an answer, he had tried his best to keep going. His exhaustion finally overtook him when as he approached a lake. He used the water to clean his bloodied paws as best he could before collapsing to rest.

His clumsy travel on foot had not helped his body to heal from the ocean's thrashing where he believed he had received a concussion. He had surely broken a bone in his ankle, and perhaps a rib from the same fall. Either way, his body wouldn't heal without proper rest. He had tried to keep himself fed on his travels, but the pursuit of food is what led him to trip and fall in the first place. 

His thoughts couldn't help but turn to self pity before he started drifting into unconsciousness. Maybe mom and dad were right and I can't survive on my own after all.