Serpent Lake Sun & Sand

He came from lands far beyond as many a wolf before him had. He followed the creek, his steps sheer and swift. The air was dry and cool, the sun high and warming his back. Though he had not seen another wolf in weeks, when the sun shown its heightest in the afternoon, the lands blessed him. The creek fed into a lake, fitting with streams of waterfalls into pools. In the distance, open golden plains of sand and sunlight. He could smell wolves having frequently visited. Naberius had found a new home to call his own.