Greatwater Lake touch my neck and walk me home

Bruno moves north, away from the sandy red lands and toward greener pastures. A fresh blanket of snow covers the ground, and the yearling's wide paws keep him steadily moving forward. When Bruno came to the lake, its vastness could not be overstated. Initially, he does not think it is a lake at all, but the seacoast which he has seen many times before. However, there is no salt upon the air, no squawking of seagulls, and the air about the place feels different.
Not too far away, he spots a single wolf. Curiosity gets the better of him, and Bruno approaches with a friendly bounce in his step.
"Hello there!" he calls out from a distance. He attempts to gauge her reaction.