Qeya River Just Exploring!

Judas kept his distance, watching the drinking wolf. He put his head back to a vertical angle, still standing on all fours. A short gust of wind breezed by, brushing past the hairs of his pelt. "You seem thirsty? Long journey?" he asked inquisitively. He wanted to know as much as he could about this wolf. Then he got a wild idea. Something to savor inside. A cruel thought.

 "Just thought I might give you a heads up, but I think I saw something bad in the water a little further up." He snickered to himself, turning his head away to avoid the other seeing it. A joke he enjoyed making. He liked seeing wolves panic, especially when nothing at all was wrong.