Greatwater Lake Little deuce coupe

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He was feeling better than he had in over a month, and it was for that reason that he traveled much further than he had originally intended. When the search for Lazarus did not immediately yield results, Floki had started to fan out, covering the territories that surrounded Moonspear. At the end of each day, he returned home, tired and achy and empty-handed.

But on this particular instance, he had gotten into something of a comfortable groove; while his gait was still noticeably uneven, he wasn't feeling much pain as he loped across the plains. He didn't stop for fear of letting his body catch up with him. Time and distance slipped away, and he eventually found himself coming to a halt at the edge of a massive lake after crossing over a winding tributary.

He blinked, looking around as though taking stock of his location for the first time. A glance over his shoulder revealed that Moonspear was still visible, yet much smaller than usual. The scout couldn't help but grin broadly, a feeling of pride washing over him. His bum leg wouldn't keep him down. A light summer breeze ruffled his fur as he lowered his head to take a long drink of water, thirstily pulling the cool liquid into his mouth.