Totoka River sleep with the devil you know

@Ying

snowmelt glistened like wet diamonds in the evening sunlight as he made his way along the river's edge, the faint glow of the water's surface enough to draw his attention to the waterway. he'd been drawn near by the vague scent of others, their trails winding though sand and woodland, eventually fading here along the river's side.

for a moment he half considers retracing his steps, but the lively chirps of otters entice him to stay instead. he'd not yet tasted their flesh, and the overwhelming curiosity to do so sent him lurking in the direction of their innocent babble.