Totoka River The sun, the moon, the stars, the seas, the hills and the plains

Taggak's adventures had sparked an itch to roam. Or, perhaps, it was simply the innate urge to disperse that had begun to grow soon after his first birthday. Whatever the case, the boy found himself ranging the coast when he was not spending time with his father or watching over the pups. 

The rain did not bother him; a quick shake of his pelt ameliorated any chill the water might bring as he paused to quench his thirst at the river. Pinpricks of stars danced beautifully on its rippled surface - Taggak soon found himself transfixed by their subtle movements. 

The scent of a stranger drew him from his task and he gazed up to see a woman. Unsure if she has noticed him, he chuffed quietly, tail beating the ground in a friendly greeting, though he made no move to disturb her peace any more than that.