Duck Lake somewhere in time

Im gonna set this AFTER Silvermane's healing, and surgery.. Ok? :3 Plus, Im gonna rile up Silvermane into a bad mood, ever to make him more hateful

Silvermane was in a crap mood today, as soon as he woke up that morning, laying on the floor, he thew up, mostly blood, as the surgery was extremely helpful, but the effects of the previous nutmeg used to put him to sleep was starting to take its toll. His wounds were burning from the plants placed on them, and his body just felt like god just shat on him. His mouth was dry and a pungent with the taste of dry blood. He decided the best would be to drink, and that was how he came to his usual stroll, the clouds cloudy and grey like the usual days, the brisk air sharp and cold, the usual Autumn weather. Today was the first day that Silvermane did not give a crap about anything else, being moody and all, leaving him exempt and exhausted. What a bitch today. he thought, as he was slowly strolling in the direction of the lake he had come to know surrounding the place. He made his slow way to the body of water naturally, and tried to keep his calm restful, yet his stubborn brain kept conquering his mind space with falling dilemmas, Will you poison the others? Was the Oath worth it?, and more questions kept clogging his brain as he was walking, even things that had long left his mind hat begun to return Is Sky dead? he shook his head on that one, It isnt true, she just left. His day had begun as shit, and is becoming more of it the more he thought.

As Silvermane came into view of the lake, he quickly allowed a quick stretch (which was a bit painful) to take place, and, as he must have done something wrong, the waterfowl in the lake begun to take off. That's right, he thought to the ducks, his temper extremely hot from the usual circumstances. Yet, as he saw closely, he could see another wolf. He eyed it suspiciously, before he approached the shore line, and stared it down, before finally speaking "Hey! What are you doing here!? " he asked furiously, confused why the wolf was here. Silvermane was definitely not in the mood to discuss, but he had to let his anger out on someone, and this sepia-coloured and black backed wolf was going to have to take it "Im talking to you Goldie! " he mocked, he took a quick sip of the cold, fresh water, before waiting for the intruder's response[/i]