Whitefish River Paranormal whacktivity

My final post (unless Yuda does something to him, lol). :)

The young wolf did not show himself nor make any obvious attempt to come to Peregrine's aid, which was unsurprising. After sloshing around a bit longer, the Alpha male fell still and simply drifted in the chilly water. Ironically, he felt suddenly thirsty and helped himself by simply arching his neck slightly downward and lapping at the water pooling around his chest.

At length, he clambered back onto the shore and stretched out, his chin sinking onto his paws. "You're the most dreadfully boring wolf I've ever not really met," Peregrine declared grumpily.

The world was still immensely foggy and he was still bored out of his mind. There was only one thing left to do, really. Unleashing a wide yawn, Peregrine curled into a ball and began methodically licking the moisture from his dark coat. When he was sufficiently dried, he then relaxed slightly and closed his eyes. He would sleep while he waited for the sun to burn away the fog.