Whitefish River I went down to the river today

After a particularly long stretch of his trip Beau was glad to spot the river. With the recent weather he was often left feeling far too warm and threatened with dehydration.

He paid little attention to anything but his current goal of moving to the water source, tail held high. Spotting the bounty of fish it contained only increased his excitement as he crouched down to drink - thanking the God's above for his luck.

However, in his haste he had missed not only the strong scent of a wolf's claim of the area, but the male sat not too far down the river from him.